9+11+-+Thomas

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By Thomas
|| || Tall buildings at my sides, Down to the park. Battery Park. The tip of Manhattan. By where those towers fell, Not that long ago. The shattered sculpture, Of that golden ball, Sitting in the park. I look up. And see a new tower, Rising in the old twin’s place. Like a pinnacle of light in the sky. Honoring those people who died. The center of a world that is: Remembering, Learning, Crying, And Loving. || http://www.davelgil.com/world-trade-center-pictures-3.jpg ||
 * I walk down the crowded streets,