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Columbine

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the children are ravenous without appetite -
dull killers at a suicide dinner -
continually denied the dangers of hunger &
excluded from the thrill of belief -
their father's table without dreams -

in this promised land the children
were not the ones to be
blamed forever
for failure nor for the
experiment of success

and it is , remember, too late
to touch them now