Never Forget the Light
Another cool, crisp fall morning
When a bright day was dawning
Dark clouds came into the sky
Who was to live, who was to die
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They ran into the burning buildings
They rescued as many as they could
For years they would suffer the pain
A nation stood transfixed by their good
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Nineteen years is almost a generation
How does to those one explain
Who…
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