Remembrance is ideal, but my sentiments is to conceal.
How I feel?
The day I woke up, got in the shower, turned the TV on and got choked up.
Roommate and I from Jersey, six and a half hours and across the River...
Hit iconic symbols of greatness did two steel birds to deliver.
A blow to humanity.
The only phone working I passed along to preserve the flow of sanity.
Class as normal. Seats with empty bodies and elsewhere minds in turmoil.
I chose to skip my lectures just to console her.
One score...two decades, I was to celebrate.
Visual, spiritual, and physical destruction were these acts of hate.
Waterfront view was so serene and beautiful for some;
Now hazy, foggy, smell of death, and no calls to 9-11.
How I feel?
The day I woke up, got in the shower, turned the TV on and got choked up.
Roommate and I from Jersey, six and a half hours and across the River...
Hit iconic symbols of greatness did two steel birds to deliver.
A blow to humanity.
The only phone working I passed along to preserve the flow of sanity.
Class as normal. Seats with empty bodies and elsewhere minds in turmoil.
I chose to skip my lectures just to console her.
One score...two decades, I was to celebrate.
Visual, spiritual, and physical destruction were these acts of hate.
Waterfront view was so serene and beautiful for some;
Now hazy, foggy, smell of death, and no calls to 9-11.
Arch1tekt™
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