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Nov 2019
Ever find oneself in a situation
Where one's completely caught.
The evidence is overwhelming,
The witnesses so incredible;
One's on the gallows of one's own design.
One knows it,
No matter how sorry one feels for oneself.

Even the phrase, Never Give Up
Gives no meaning to hope.
One is spiritually destitute.
Morals, ethics et al all good.
Head mixed up, but operational.

… and... and...

One's alone with one's thoughts,
Perhaps for days, weeks.

… thinking... thinking...
... searching... searching...
... for
A solution requiring a solid, tight ally;
Brother, sister, close friend - closest -
And it worked, but for one thing:
The ally must die,
By one's own hand.
Francie Lynch
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Francie Lynch
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