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 Drawing —Brian Blackford La Junta High School Senior |
This is the day they will witness existent, a Man. This is the day they finally will know This is they day a heart is proven genuine This is the day determination will show. This is great, keep going, don’t slow down. The boy is struggling, help him, guide him They must be amazed, they must be so proud Confident as the Savior, nailing in. Falling, flying, no one knows how. Craves to go home in family’s grace Not like this, not here, not now. Tears from twinge and sadness trickle from the face. Can’t breathe, can’t speak, these are wretched fears. Who are these people staring in mold? Experience of demising bitterness as warmth eludes the ears. Confusion reigns over the soul. Weeping for family, flooded memories bring fright. Now all is black, ubiquitously there is pain What’s happening? Blinded, entirely bright. Life lines are lucid now, euphoria consumes the veins. This is the Day —Domenique Nardini OJC Sophomore |
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Funding For This Site Provided In Part By A Title V Grant
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