Dear Jack

It was Wednesday 13th,
When your sister told me.
You took your own life
So you could find peace.
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I was angry and sad, for Brookey and for you.
Your mother, and your friends...
No one knew what to do.
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As much as theres grief, confusion and tears.
Those closest to you knew - you were fighting for years ...
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Your departure is still raw, the emotions are high.
We understand, but some question why.
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I wrote on your casket, that I’m proud of you..
I knew in this form, life was hard to pursue.
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But your love for your family, kept you here for this long. May they find closure, knowing you’re where you belong.
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Flying high in the sky ...
With your wings spreadout wide,
Until we meet you again,
In about 7 months time 👶🏻
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The circle of life
How it works in odd ways?
But we couldn’t know joy,
Without some dark days ...
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I’ve feared to acknowledge,
There’s been 50 others,
Our country had fallen,
In only 48 hours.
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I’ll support your sister,
During this time in her life
It’s time to start healing,
One step at a time ...
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That third week of autumn,
has completely changed me.
My bro you’ll be missed
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But you’re finally free .... 🕊💫

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