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Tell the graphologist, Tell the FBI If I am ever found dead, My veins opened in the bath, Dangling from the rafters, Drowned, Or strung up and suffocated in a rubber mask, stinking of amyl and a smile on my face – Know I was murdered. Do not believe the note. Whilst a single friend, relative or lover still lives, Whatever lost, No sickness, No insurmountable happiness, No hopelessness could bring me to such cruelty – No tangible ever-present ghost for them, Always unrequited, and forever unrequitable. And if I am alone, old or crippled, Still, do not believe the note, For there is always beauty to be found, to strive for, to bring into the world – There is always beauty. There is always adventure. There is always love. Do not believe the note.
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