"I still sense his magic..."
"He protected all whom he loved... It was only yesterday he roamed in my dreams … the tiger who hid behind an orange moustache, behind green eyes... They tell me he is dead but I still sense his magic. In starry nights he protected me from all that is wrong in this world. … He has found a new home. The tiger now lives in my heart."
- Soldier's daughter at memorial
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