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Souls drown, hearts crushed.
Spirits fly of ones we loved much.
Tears falling, flags raised.
With heads held high, the Lord we praised.
Children waiting at their loving home,
To find their parents had never shown.
Scared and confused, they sit and they wait,
To learn that their parents are not just late.
Taken away, pushed to the edge.
Teens gathered, as their flags they pledged.
As we sit and wait, we pray it's not to late.
To save our country is what were destined to do,
But in the meantime, the people we lost,
we mourn for you.
When we heard the news,
to our knees we fell.
But now we know,
You're in the arms of the angels.
Notes From The Author
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