Coming Back: Post 11/9/2001
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Deafening was the sound
when the spires fell to the ground
leaving innocents dead
cold hearth, empty bed!
But we endure and go ahead
relight the fire, remake the bed
never yield, never resign
back to life after 11/9!
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