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Jul 2018
I didn't provide him
with the poisoned pill
he rushed to grasp it
as though it were
some kind of elixir
from him I hid
he drank it
hurriedly
he died
sadly
(I'm not to blame)
that's the true story.
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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