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Still 9/11 Still 9/11 With not seven minutes more to go Before it turns to twelve When I cease staring at my conscience, And stop being conscious Of the shameful tragedy, The change of policy and policies That had the tendency To police our activities And make, have made, are making us suspicious Of a world become malicious As we go from trust to mistrust ‘Cause we think we must. You must agree, THAT is the tragedy! Still 9/11 9.11.2016 Our Times, Our Culture II; Arlene Corwin
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC
Still 9/11
Still 9/11 Still 9/11 With not seven minutes more to go Before it turns to twelve When I cease staring at my conscience, And stop being conscious Of the shameful tragedy, The change of policy and policies That had the tendency To police our activities And make, have made, are making us suspicious Of a world become malicious As we go from trust to mistrust ‘Cause we think we must. You must agree, THAT is the tragedy! Still 9/11 9.11.2016 Our Times, Our Culture II; Arlene Corwin
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC
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