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Kids in classrooms,
Glassy-eyed, miles away,
Not reading the words set down by heroes.
Heroes of the written page
Heroes of the times
Old and new, angry and hopeful;
The stories they see are nothing but verbs and nouns.
If they could see,
Only for a minute,
The colors of the tales
The adventure and mystery of those scratches on the page
Yet instead they sit
In classrooms,
Glassy-eyed,
Miles away.
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