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United We Stand

The victims, survivors, and rescue workers will always
be remembered. Nobody will be able to forget
the Eleventh day of September.

Americans feared for their lives as the fled from
the burning towers. Bin Liden, I just want you
to know, we wont be over powered!

Families were torn apart when husbands, wives,
and children didn't return home from their flights.
Our American soldiers wont give up without a fight!

People's bodies were burnt into dust and sand. Even
though we've lost a lot of lives, we must go on
so UNITED WE STAND!

~Dedicated to the Men and Women who lost and risked their lives
to help those that were injured or lost on September 11, 2001. Victims
will be missed, but never forgotten!~

*I wrote this the week of 9/11, and that was some 10 years ago,
but it still touches my heart. The Anniversary is coming up so
I had to post this one, and it's with the original dedication!

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