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Dec 2011
how many children have stood on these same stairs
and looked up at that bleeding jesus, afraid?

let them never burn your books
let them never move that chair
away from the cabinet where you rest your drinks

let them never teach me

that there is nothing of value

in god
Written by
izzy w
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   Cassidy Caliburn
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