The Bottle

Location

90011
United States
34° 0' 28.4004" N, 118° 15' 30.636" W

A man in his box.
The daughter in tears.
A wife, her mind. Blocked.
The son, oh so near.
A brother with memories.
Of the children they once were,
Was this his destiny?
The sister wasn't sure.
The bottle seemed right,
Took more than a few.
Cost him his life.
A price noone should pay.
A risk noone should take.
Will the familly be able to move on?
No one could say.

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