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Jul 2020
-Here one day, gone one night.

Racing towards a huge tower,
Over five hundred miles per hour,
Was a hijacked aircraft, piloted by a stranger.

On board were innocent people,
Young, old, along with the feeble,
All reluctantly making their peace with their maker.
Johnson Oyeniran
Written by
Johnson Oyeniran  29/M/Gillingham, Kent
(29/M/Gillingham, Kent)   
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