I saw a figure striding high in the park, a little before 10 a.m. as it gets a bit warm after that, with long strides right after dark chocolate and black coffee. It was a good day. They called out to him: "Swa sceal geong guma gode gewyrcean, fromum feohgiftum on fæder bearme, þæt hine on ylde eft gewunigen wilgesiþas, þonne wig cume, leode gelæsten!" And he heard them clearly.


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. Almost like his lil spirit lives on with us.
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