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Business as usual? Huh! That would be fine… If we could erase all the images Forever stamped in our minds But since we can’t go back Since we can’t erase time We still see the horror When we close our eyes Planes hitting buildings And crashing in the ground Bodies jumping from windows Structures crumbling down People running and screaming From devastation all around When you turn on the TV You see it time and again We hear it on the radio And they warn- this may not be the end Business as usual? Yeah! That would be great But that’s not realistic Knowing people are still filled with such hate.
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