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The night after 9/11


I was working on a ship and took a break on deck. The night was cool and quiet with a damp sad sky. The river reflected faint light from clouds above. In those clouds I saw faces crying, screaming, dreaming and falling. Images twirling in the clouds one after another gasping, grasping, burning and falling with the towers. I was held in a profound moment of sadness and silence. As I am each and every September eleventh. As ever be well.

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  1. September 12, 2014 at 10:41 am

    I don’t think any of us will forget this Stephen. 😦

    This has been the worst terrorist atrocity in living memory… 😦

    God Bless.

    Prenin.

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