Remember the day,
Remember the hour,
Remember the twin tour.
People were lost,
lives taking at no cost.
What is the reason to give,
when you have no need to live.
Everything is gone,
no reason to live on.
Not even a pray,
could help save the stray.
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Thank you for reminding me of this horror. In a sad way it inspires me to want to live and love those around me more fully everyday.