I love a window seat,Whenever I fly. But not this time,When I came to New York. I didn’t want to see the skyline,And how different it would be. I grew up here in New York,And we are proud of our city. But it doesn’t look the same,Since they knocked her down. I went to ground zero today,It’s been four years since. It hurt to think other human beings,Could hate us all so much. They called it a war,I just don't understand, How anyone can hate that much But then just look atFamily wars
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