Nine eleventh, sixth year after the twin tower collapsed, fifth year after NY was left behind, forth year after each other.
It ain't over yet.
Not till another life.
I'll still remember the rising smoke, the terror in your eyes, the tears on our faces. And my heart, my heart will still broke with you, when white dust covers this world, when everything turned into snow.
in memory of...
5th anniversary of 9/11
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