Jumpers A 9-11 Remembrance Rondine
I’ll never forget those jumpers,
dark jet fuel leaking from the sky.
Distraught felt with an endless cry,
each previous moment in blurs.
Now it has been twenty five years,
it’s crazy how time has flown by.
I’ll never forget those jumpers,
dark jet fuel leaking from the sky.
Sent from our sisters and brothers,
forced to grasp their final reply.
I can still see the Twin Towers
Stark sound echoed by the others,
I’ll never forget those jumpers.
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