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Sep 2021
I'll forever remember Nine. One. One.

'It was more than just an emergency distress call.

We cannot fight a spiritual war with physical force.

We realized upon many tragedies fallen before us.


It takes nothing more than open minds,
and joyful hearts, infinite with abundance to make a difference

On this very day, some had oh so, little to give.

Some decided to give it all.

You have only
two given choices, while you are alive.

To shine until your light fades

or spread darkness in the name of sin.

The sun will be on the rise to arrive again.

Unfortunately, not for those departed us on this day.

A dark day, marked in history.
Enough tears to fill our oceans,
many spirits became broken
ashes and animosity burned the sky.

Casualities composed from the destruction

Many innocent lives did not deserve to die.

Where our prayers and magic, revive the eloquent memories

of our loved ones everlasting afterlife, in eternal paradise.
Destructions and malice strong to break steel
Weak against the dreams and foundation of the American will.
My heart goes out to every one of you
whom have lost someone and/or a part of themselves on this unholy day.

Kimberly Anduaga & Descovia
Descovia
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