The World Trade Centre
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The building falling,
People running for cover,
Many jumping to death
And they trying to make
The plane crash over,
Dark clouds of smoke and dust
Swirling around amidst
Hullabaloo and pandemonium
And stampede.
How had it been their fury
And vengeance
That they hijacking planes,
Making them crash over
The world Trade Centre,
How their hatred and vengeance,
How their misanthropy,
How their thought and idea,
The heinous activity!
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