Dear Michael,
Not only were you the best artist that has ever lived but you were
also the most beautiful, caring, talented and giving person on this
planet.
When at night I’m looking at the stars, I think about the people I
lost and loved, and you are one of them.
"Perhaps
they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven
where
the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us
to
let us know they are happy."
- Eskimo Proverb -
- Eskimo Proverb -
I miss you, every single day,
Gerda
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