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Tuesday, September 11,2001

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This Is The Day Our Nation Mourned,
This is the day that 'Terror' was born,
For America, 'She' held her breath,
As time stood still and watched distressed:
The World Trade Center was busy at work,
Unknown to all the evil that lurked,
It was forty- five minutes after eight,
When Flight 11 and Tower One met their fate,
Heaven’s gates flew open wide,
For the first arrivals to come inside,

There were so many being led,
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Damsel Mystique 18 December 2005

hmm...this made tears roll down my cheeks.

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