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Notre Dame

“Notre Dame” A morning in April the world changed And something which no one ever expected Happened to a building in Paris Hell reached up and grabbed a piece of Heaven And the cathedral of Notre Dame burned Millions cried as God’s soldiers fought the blaze So much history and so much religion died that day The fire turned the cathedral into a smoldering skeleton Even after the inferno some of the faith survived Icons and relics collected over the centuries Rose from the ashes into the morning sun As long as just one relic or one stone had made it through Notre Dame will live forever

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