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The Loss Of A Comedy Legend

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Ryn Chirr

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It's a shame that sometimes, those that are so happy, inspirational, and outgoing on the outside are depressed on the inside. RIP Robin Williams.

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This news hit me hard, an unbelievable tragedy. To grow up with his films you truly feel as though you've lost someone close to you. RIP Robin, you'll be dearly missed, may you find peace in your Neverland.

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At first I thought it was a hoax but when I realised he was actually dead I was completely taken aback. He was a truly inspirational person. RIP Robin Williams.

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I'll take this time to say if you know anyone in your life who may be suicidal, they need you. Do not leave them in the dark, there are resources available for those who need it. Please save a life, never give up hope.
 
1-800-273-8255 Is the number to the suicide prevention hotline. Don't be afraid to help, extending your hands to help those around you in their darkest time is what will keep them alive.
 
Rest with God, Robin, we will miss you.
 
Edit: here are more resources, international and all.

You are never alone.

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O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

 

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            This arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.

 

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.
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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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