all of us are born into a recruitment program
every institution an instrument of radicalization
we who live on the other side of the thin blue line
can see
every graduation is another corpse on the pile.
when all we have is each other,
how many days of remembrance can we afford?
we who live for beauty, live for joy, live for love
can't live in only black dress.
next time we shoot first

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