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Matty the Damned:
Uncle Carl,

The fingers of life, they're slippery aren't they?

I know how desperately you wanted to hang on but you just couldn't manage it.

We understand. We've been here before. We would do anything to have you back.

Back here amongst us. Pushing limits and taking names.

But we can't have you.

Back, or otherwise. :(

This place just isn't the same without you. Each morning, when I pull my fat ass out of bed I think of you and hot tears -

Well, they cloud my day.

MtD

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