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Vito,The Allen's, and Traveling Memories We Hold
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Traveler R.I.P. Vito❤
We are the wanderers
The nomads on this soil
The storytellers with silver lining
Depicting every bit of faith thru turmoil.
We sang of songs
Guitars in hand
Letting none feel lost
In company of every good friend.
We wore our smiles
Through each of life's trials.
Echoes of laughter
Harmonizung with hope
Never letting go- never running faster
Than our own strength could hold;
As we hold on to every reason
Our souls feel kin to those
Who felt like home.
It was losing grip as time slips
Into the past, never looking back
As all we truly had
Was a gift with a twist,
The presence of the present, a piece of peace; even if it meant losing sleep,
We played the game of reality
Like a montage of a quest
Yet to be redeemed just so
We could believe in the existentialism
Of all of the intrinsic beauty yet to be seen.
It was the gift of life
As simple as it was meant to be.
You are in every memory we cherish so heavily,
you are the silver lining within perfect timing,
you are the perfect mixuture of clumsy and grace
Always putting a smile on another friends face.
You are the laughter making our hearts beat faster,
you are the wings that lift our spirits as we sing- songs of freedom
Always bringing us back home knowing
With you spirit within each of us we will never be alone.
Signed with love by every Allen you know,
rest in peace vito... Xoxo.
