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The Fall

With the end of summer,
So begins the Fall.
Yet as the leaves cascade
Down like hope,
They remind us to stand tall.

History written in tears,
Pain personified.
And courage rises up
In all the people
Who cried.

175 and 93,
Numbers of the brave.
All the people
Sacrificed
For others’ lives to save.

When the smoke and fire mingle,
When the darkness draws nigh,
Still courage rises up
In all the people
Who cried.

Dawn breaks through,
Determination springs.
Heroes rise,
Enemies fall,
And hope starts to sing.

Two tall towers,
Pain personified,
And courage rises up
In all the people
Who cried.

ï?§In memorial of September 11th, 2001ï?¨

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