On Friday 13th October, the world lost an incredible human being. Daryl Dixon brought unimaginable strength and courage to our group and it still amazes me to say that he was my partner. He was my best friend and my soulmate, so for him to be taken so cruelly from this messed up planet continues to break my heart everyday. To be honest, when I first met Daryl, I thought he hated me. His gruff and serious persona could be quite intimidating as you can probably remember, but behind the mask of aggression and fearlessness there was a sweet, loving, generous man who was the little spoon on more than one occasion.
I am so lucky to have experienced the unconditional love he had kept locked up inside him for so long and I will never forget how much he meant to me. Daryl was part of our group for six years and he was a huge part of what made this group so powerful and protected. Although he did go through some tough times, his unwavering bravery rarely faltered and he was always the one that inspired the best in those around him and encouraged them to reach their full potential. The loss of such a beautiful soul will never cease to be felt and I hope that wherever he is, he has been reunited with the love of his life (his motorbike) and an endless supply of crossbows and beer.
There are some nice personal touches here. You could develop the anecdotal aspect of it to allow more literary and linguistic techniques and a little more original flair. Be careful to avoid repetition, unless it is for effect. You use 'group' many times. Effective ending.
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