From the sky... a flash of silver,
Than a rumble, then a roar.
And there,where once the towers stood,
T'was empty evermore.
When the dust had settled,
And the devastation bared,
The nation stood in anguish,
As they prayed some might be spared.
And all the quiet heros
Rose now, as if one.
They gathered across the country,
To do what needed to be done,
The voices that once echoed
Down the hall and on…
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