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Sadness Returns Today
It's September the eleventh: a most sorrowful day in the lives of those folks who wept bitterly and unconsolably to dispel dismay, as black clouds rose high to hide Manhattan's dreary sky... Sadness returns today, as I hold a weeping rose: my tribute to those who were forever taken into yesterday, who still live in the happiest memories: to reminisce precious moments... We all say that life is for the living and we should stop grieving, but does this make us neglect or delay the healing we request, with dignity and warmth, and put restlessness to rest?. Sadness returns today to remind us of a fatal event, which took the lives of the innocent and prompted the indisputable spirit of the heroes to lead many to safety: never bereth of courage and bravery... Grieve and know that your wounds will heal, another life will spring out of despair: giving us strength to endure our own death... when we'll confront that dark hour; no sacrifice is ever done...fearing defeat, and is havoc wreaked without breath? Sadness returns today with an unlamentable serenity that wasn' t there when indignation erupted from an unforgivable pain: justified only through quick vindication, as angry words could barely say...
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