By the time you read this
Live or dead, John Hofsess
you deserve my praise
some call you a killer
to this you, have confessed
but still you deserve
all of what I meant; gave
of praise
you are like Socrates
took hemp juice to confess:
"I cannot be against own preach."
you have joined your patients
you ended your own life
as you did for others.
bravo to doctor
prescribes medicine
also takes.
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