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Father and daughter
Mother and son
Torn at the dining room table
Food and words flying about sPewed in every direction with no true target
The streets are littered with insults and hate
Day in and day out the children study
To become something that can make money
What they don't realize is that choice dead
They and their fate have already been wed
Today in class, you're one of many groups
