Sitting in just one corner
uttering words that one cannot hear
His eyes look into everywhere
His body thin as a stick can be
Frail as he is
his presence was felt
to those who loved, cared,
taunted, laughed, or bemused at him
a special soul
serene and peaceful
this last breath of an angel...
For Tito Boy, the world misses you but we know you finally
reached your real home...
Jenna
08/01/04
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