Buildings coming down, spreading their hate so profound. Native subjects running around, lost in confusion, but the events unfolding isn't an illusion. Reality in totality, Destructive in equality. So be it for a changing world of fragile, for every, man, woman boy and child. Smiles lost in dust, a world never again in trust, survival fixations a must.
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Reviewed by serenety L (Reader)
Reviewed on September 16, 2003
That was a black day in American history.
Thanks for posting this reminder in here.
Nico
Excellent tribute, Grady. May we never forget the victims, the heroes and their families as the calendar keeps turning towards the future.
Thanks.
Jill
Thanks for posting this reminder in here.
Nico
Thanks.
Jill
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