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911 911... The numbers mean emergency Planes crashing into buildings Terror, buildings collapsing, fires burning People screaming, people crying, people dying, People needing help with no where to turn Nine One One..... The words bring thoughts of rescue. Fireman fighting fires, Police arresting those who bring us harm Criminals killing, robbing, burning our city down Stealing away the only thing some of us own...peace September 11.... The date brings remembrance Our fallen family, friends, citizens, Remebering a time when we were called upon to act Act like brothers, sisters, truly a family of immigrants We were called upon to all be Americans |
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