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Rio's Attic: Celebrating the Life and Times of a Dearly Missed River Phoenix
I will never forget that cool, October morning.
Siamese Dream in the CD player,
and the echo of my sister's voice
when she told me River was gone.

I can't remember feeling pain or heartache.
All I felt was River's peaceful presence
covering me like a shroud,
pulling my soul from my body.
He forced me to take a long, hard look at myself.
I never knew how lost I really was
until my beautiful River gave me back my life.

There isn't a single day that passes that I don't
whisper his name and thank him.

His reply is simply a single falling star.

Becky Douglas - Florida, USA
June 22, 1998

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