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Thank you, Tiger

You don't have to know the man well, in order to appreciate the things that he's done.
You don't have to be emotionally linked to his life, in order to feel what he stands for.
You don't have to agree with what the man said, in order to know his resolve.
You don't have to understand everything he did, in order to appreciate his stand.
You don't have to have spoken to him before, to know the kind words behind the strong spirit.
You don't have to have seen him cry, to know that he is a man with great conviction.

You don't have to. You just know.

Goodbye, Karpal Singh. Thank you for everything that you have done and the fight that you so fervently fought.

Just know that many are feeling the loss.


p.s. To those who think that some of us are just playing things up and pretend to know Karpal Singh and sobbing all over the internet like whining toddlers, go piss somewhere else for now. I am not in the mood for your pissy attitude right now. 

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