By: Graham Heaven
Competition Year: 2013
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Dear Fritz, please read with care my final plight:
Ignored too long I speak now from the heart;
How long ago we danced into the night,
And wrote our words of love those years apart.
Before discovery and science we stood,
Your genius Brot aus Luft the world you’ll feed.
To elevate the sciences for good,
For charity or love, not fame nor greed.
But now five thousand souls on fire cry out,
Along with them I cry in pain as well.
Oh yes, rewards will come your way no doubt;
What history books remember, time will tell.

That only you could see and change your life,
I take my own. Your once beloved wife.
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