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Today was my great uncle’s birthday. Today was also the day he passed away. I love him- I loved him- and I will always love him. The smile he put on my Great Aunt’s face was priceless. My aunt and uncle- they were Romeo and Juliet with out all the killing and poison. Their love was pure, and is something I look up to. A love like theirs can only be found once in a great while, and even so it could not amount to the love they shared. He could talk to anyone for hours, his tools could fix anything, and his coffee from McDonalds was ALWAYS made fresh everyday- believe me he made sure of it. He is a loved man, he is a missed man, and Clyde Busche is a man that this world will never forget.

Today was my great uncle’s birthday. Today was also the day he passed away. I love him- I loved him- and I will always love him. The smile he put on my Great Aunt’s face was priceless. My aunt and uncle- they were Romeo and Juliet with out all the killing and poison. Their love was pure, and is something I look up to. A love like theirs can only be found once in a great while, and even so it could not amount to the love they shared. He could talk to anyone for hours, his tools could fix anything, and his coffee from McDonalds was ALWAYS made fresh everyday- believe me he made sure of it. He is a loved man, he is a missed man, and Clyde Busche is a man that this world will never forget.

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Sometimes things are sweet. Things can give you that warm feeling in your heart and ease your mind. Things can give you that thought of, “Everything will be alright” and you will actually believed it. In the same respect things can make your heart grow dim or even completely break it. Things can turn your world upside down, and depress you with the lingering evil of, “This world is done for, I’m done for.” In all reality- You are not a thing. You are a person. The only thing you should let things do to you is build you up, not break you down. However things are important to us people, and therefore things matter just as much as we matter. Creating more of an importance on other things then our ownseleves. Indulging, surrounding, and obsessing ourselves with things is what we do.. What happens when there are no more things and only people?

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