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You hurt us
Leaving a mark
I cried my eyes out
Than went to the park
I waited and waited
But he did not come
Where was my brother?
Was he really gone?

I went back home and turned on the news
I looked and saw the #32
That same night we had a gathering
I looked at the wall and saw my brother
Smiling
Happy
With my mother I cried and cried
And came to the truth
My brother and 31 others were killed at school





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