bostonbombing
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On the morning of April 15, 2013, you were beautiful
And the city was well aware.
But by the afternoon Boston, its back arching with chaos, had changed it's mind.
The shouts of the bigots drowned out the tolerant majority.
Boom, crash, bang!-As smoke filled up the sky,
Many were shaken and froze with much fear,
Night became day in the blink of an eye,
What happened to celebrating with cheer?
