You were good companion. You were on my mind every morning and sometimes at night. No matter where I went you were right before my eyes. Your curves made every day a little more palatable.
You were a friend, a coworker, and a confident. But most of all you were my copilot.
Even when your twin met an untimely demise in that tragic accident in front of the World Bank, you didn't falter. In fact you became stronger; taking on an almost dark, ceramic edge.
As it is said, "all good things must come to an end." Yet somehow I feel like you're passing was premature. Sure you were bigger than the others and it took longer than I thought to get you filled, but your differences were what forged our special bond.
It's a touch ironic then that in your time of need that bond was not strong enough to help you avoid your own tragedy.
Your life was full of pep and service to others but your legacy will always be hot and black!
Farewell my friend. As you pass from this world to the next, may you stay clean and true. My desk and my coffee will never be the same.
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ahem....my condolences. Its not easy to find the perfect coffee companion.
Rest in Pieces.
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