What good were special talents when there was no one to share them with? — Dave Cullen, Columbine
What good were special talents when there was no one to share them with? — Dave Cullen, Columbine
What good were special talents when there was no one to share them with? — Dave Cullen, Columbine
What good were special talents when there was no one to share them with? — Dave Cullen, Columbine
What good were special talents when there was no one to share them with? — Dave Cullen, Columbine
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What good were special talents when there was no one to share them with?

— Dave Cullen, Columbine
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