Poetry · Writing

Kenny Baker

Beep boop beep hello? No one can understand me. Size of a Jawa heavy as a Gonk. He’s seen it all. The rise and the fall. From father to son, he’s seen it all. His gold companion will adventure the galaxy alone. The legend, the observer, the narrator.

R.I.P

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