A phenomenon. An icon the world has seldom (if ever) seen. A visionary unto himself. You were a child, without a childhood. Pushed to your limits, in all probability sometimes against your will. You gave a gift. Music. Dance. Love. The quiet charm and soft spoken subtleties of a boy in a grown man's body. We'll never know the anguish and the pain experienced. How could we? We never danced in your shoes, nor have we moonwalked across the stars and hearts of millions. Never proven words of slander and disgrace aplenty. Only God knows the hearts and actions of men. You were, indeed are, and always will be a blessed soul that was taken without notice and far too soon. The pain is ceased. Peace is upon you. Go forth now and make the Kingdom of heaven rhythmic with your endowment. Rest well. You deserve it. 1958-2009.
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