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Fred

My friend Fred died in hospital. He had been in for five months, since the heart valve operation, with a couple of short visits home which didn't work out. I thought he was recovering but then a series of things happened: bleeding in his brain, renal failure, septicemia. He was suffering more and more. He decided on Friday to kill himself by refusing liquid. He did not waver in this. He lapsed into a coma on Saturday and died over the bank holiday. Strong minded. The last thing he said to me was get me another blanket, I'm freezing.

Here is a poem by Fred - Unsuited - both in English, and translated into Arabic by my friend Fatima.
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