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I'm so proud of myself.
On Friday November 20th, I (along with a god percentage of my high school) was silent for 24 hours. Not one word.
It feels good to have done something useful with your life.

"All my life, I wanted to be Someone.
I guess I should have been more specific."

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1 death is a tragedy. 1,000,000 is a statistic.

They read the names of students from our school that had served in the wars. It really put it into perspective.

Unfortunately, there were so many people talking during the moment of silence that it almost wasn't worth having one. Um, excuse me, would you mind having a little respect for the people that got you where you are today? Because there are men and women out there who survived those wars, and they had to live through that horror again and again, every time they closed their eyes. So show a little respect.

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In Flanders Fields, the poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below

We are the dead
Short days ago, we lived
Felt dawn, saw sunset glow
Loved and were loved
And now we lie
In Flanders Fields

Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you, from failing hands we throw
The torch, be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep
Though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields