You soared with the eagles.
and ran with wolves
You stared adversity in eye and dared it try.
You had a conversation with pain and demand more from it.
You declared war on fear and vowed never to run from it.
You stood firm on the hill of principle.
You planted your flag on the mountain of prosperity .
You were the epitome of disciple and definition of sacrifice.
You ruled wisely in a kingdom with no floors or ceiling.
Deeper that any ocean.
Brighter than a million sons.
You were the chosen one.
No longer physically here.
Your legacy etched and embroidered in a purple and yellow crest and will never tarshish or rust.
You shall forever remain the West and in the hearts of each one of us.
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