Bill Nick, RIP
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There’s silence
And then there’s silence
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Those sixty seconds
Of absolute stillness –
Such complete absence of sound
Were but an inkling
Of the veneration
And esteem
Toward the much loved
Modest man –
The true heart and soul
And real guiding force
Of the Glory Glory Spurs
Double Winning team
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