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From: djm@nmtvax.UUCP
Newsgroups: net.suicide
Subject: A poem
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Date: Thu, 21-Jun-84 15:59:45 EDT
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Posted: Thu Jun 21 15:59:45 1984
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A somewhat troubled friend wrote this recently :

Alone, often in fact, always in mind, he stumbles through life.
Those who care hold their tongues, afraid to show the inner self;
He who is alone knows not their mental drift.
The blood is spilt, Death welcomed as a friend;
One question he asks before his final journey.
It is not 'Am I to be Judged,' nor
'Am I to meet those who have gone before.'
His last, unanswered question is all that remains :
'Are there those who will mourn for me?'

			John Miller

	Rube Goldberg II
	(djm@nmtvax)