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Of the many memories I have of that day six years in the past, one of the most telling actually came on an evening that following February, while watching the Opening Ceremonies to the 2002 Winter Olympics. It was Sting performing “Fragile,” a song that continues to haunt and bring to the surface a wound that perhaps will never fully heal.

If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime’s argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
How fragile we are how fragile we are

- Fragile, by Sting