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It finally came after so many years
of paddling on a disturbed sea,
the perfect wave to break his fears
and carry him to eternity.

This breaker rolled Out to the deep
and he caught its rolling pipe
where his form joined its liquid motion
which he touched with a quick hand swipe.

Then the wave crashed and broke
into a foamed face flat and wide
and he was gone like a wisp of smoke
as he surfed on to the other side.

RIP Jess.

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This is just perfect.
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I know he surfed in his youth so this kinda wrote itself

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Tribute....jess will certainly be missed

Keep Writing,

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

Seems all words are ashes at such times

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