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Jun 2014
on  old note pads
filled with
solemnly recited
ancient facts,
every official phone call
leading nowhere
the   penetrating
conclusion remains
the same
death came
calling for him
that afternoon,
he answered
     yet
so far
no one else
        has
My husband's  ****** case  changed  governmental agency hands again , and every call  leads to  the same  unsolved  place.
AprilDawn
Written by
AprilDawn  F/Kentucky USA
(F/Kentucky USA)   
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