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Flesh and Blood

Never forget they were children

They have faces of pure flesh and blood

Give families respect for their mourning

Raise the whole from their prison of mud

Give more than a page in a journal

Or the truth to their stories be spurned

Do not come with ribbons or trimmings

Let the scars on this landscape be burned

Time will not temper the anger

That has simmered in secret too long

The lives that were snuffed out like candles

Instead should ascend like a song

For decades they’ve laid undiscovered

Uncovered, gives light to our shame

Now honour the souls of these children

With dignity, enshrine every name

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