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The hands which pressed triggers, wielded knives at innocent throats, were once the gentle sons of others playing in sand pits, shadowed from scorching winds, while I ferried my own to schoolyard bunkers and safe horizons.
phosphorus .. above empty streets .. politicians promise .. vengeance will bring peace
and so it was, in Canberra .. alongside screens from across the globe .. where many eyes focused on this fateful day to witness .. a new national leader seize the first opportunity .. to begin his regime with one word