"Another young brother is lost to the streets...his friends forced to cope, family left to weep. Deep runs the pain when youth is slain; the rain seems to stain the images that remain, leaving one wishing to create memories again. There is no preparation for such a hasty separation; one can only get by until they are hit by the reality of the situation. As sorrow remains, I pray his soul is one the Lord reclaimed."
-A. Lewis
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