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| A pillar that stood in the windiest of cities Parting the waves like the Moses of old. Shining brighter than any legends told. Gliding through mountains with the greatest ease. The father, the husband, the man, the myth. Thank you God, for this wonderful gift. The man we call Sweetness. 11-19-99 I wrote this one about Walter Payton shortly after he died. He was my favorite running back of all time. |
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