You’ve got a little crystal in my tiny soul that’s making me feel like I’m dying and I’m dying to talk. I’ll do it just to remind everyone what a good friend you’ve been to me. Your happiness in my eyes which made me happy, your adventurous spirit with which I ate the eggs of the fish hen and gave me your fluffy charm. I’m glad, I’m hurt, and it would have been nice to came at you own funeral. …
