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About This Poem
Mourning the Little Angels of Connecticut
Mourning the Little Angels of Connecticut
What a tragedy for all of us humans
To watch malice harvesting your youth
The noblest thing humanity can offer
To the everlasting universal truth
What an ecstasy for heavens above
As their gates open wide with glee
To welcome you our little angels
Into their glorious eternity!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
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