You're like rootbeer--you make me smile.
~Sirius Black~
And to all the rest who fought and died in the Second War
You shall never be forgotten, always to be missed

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I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead. He is just away.
With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand,
He has wandered into an unknown land.
And left us dreaming how very fair
It needs must be since he lingers there.
And you- O you, who the wildest yearn
For the old-time step, and the glad return-
Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There as the love of Here;
Think of him still as the same, I say;
He is not dead-he is just away!
by James Whitcomb Riley
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Speak now or forever hold your tongue
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