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Dec 2016
( A man has fallen and cannot get up)

I walk in the room and see him
Laying on the floor moaning
Like he is in a mystical slumber
And cannot awake

Call a Doctor!
     (How Strange!)
     (But why?)
     (Leave him where he lie.)
Call some One
     (How Strange!)
     (But why?)
     (He is Ancient and ready to die.)
Good bye my friend
Our parting saddens me
But i have no help
For you
Hank Pym
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Hank Pym  My Secret Basement Lab
(My Secret Basement Lab)   
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   Grace Darling
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