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There was a man here, his honor unmatched
A terrible plague, he did catch

In exile, he chose to remain
To save others from his bane

No herb, no magic could break his curse
Despite the lengths I did traverse

I sought their aid, their greatest cast
But upon the snow, he breathed his last

So through my tears, I said goodbye
And on the wind, I heard the angels cry

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In memory of Peter Anderson, and dedicated to the other heroes who caught the Plague of cancer.