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The middle of the night. The air was cold.

Ezio

The middle of the night.

The air was cold.

Rain drizzling down.

Darkness but for the streetlights.

I walked along the road.

There, in front me,

lay the body.

I knelt down to see.

Then reached to touch the fur.

It was damp, he was cold and stiff.

I'll not describe the damages,

but he was hit by a car.

I knelt there, crying, beside the road.

After a few minutes, I gathered myself,

scooped the body in to my arms,

and began the walk home.

The moon lit my way.

I felt then, that God was with me.

Giving me the strength,

to do what I could not do alone.

The next day,

with the family gathered around,

we buried him.

We will miss him dearly.

He was far too young.

My sweetest Ezio.

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