The month was September and the day was quite nice,
But this was to change on the shake of a dice.
Two planes with hundreds of people on board
Were about to crash, so they tried to get word
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Who could have foretold the horror
At Sandy Hook that day
When precious lives were taken?
Their futures were stolen right away.
The light shaded my home
in the eeriest of yellow,
as if sunset, forced too early,
cried and bellowed.
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When I just even glance at the American Flag, I feel a surge of pride.
The stripes and stars gleam in the morning as we put it up to rise outside.
I think of the people long ago fighting for our rights.
It's time to embrace every culture,
One flock, one shepherd, one fold
Whatever our race, hue or faith
We're all made from the same mould.
That morning we woke up,
Like any other day.
We brushed our teeth, I brushed my hair.
Nothing new to say.
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Work hard, my weary body, please.
There's lots that must be done.
These strange old times I've never known
Have only just begun.
You are so appreciated every day.
Things have changed in so many ways.
This will be a year we never forget,
So blessed and glad that we met.
I long for the day to leave my den,
To roam the streets by night and day.
To venture out without a fear,
To embrace the ones that I hold dear.
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