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Mar 2016
Medication

When there's only poison.

A vain attempt. A hero now forgotten.
Tragedy within another tragedy.

That's at least the story that was told to me.

In a darkened corner.
or perhaps it was a dream.

Either way still cough it up to a loss.

If it's not the ether then it will be the gin.
Zachary Patrick Hane
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Zachary Patrick Hane  Coastal NC
(Coastal NC)   
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