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Flying High.

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World Trade World Trade was a thing, A person, An idea.

Until one perfect morning, World Trade came tumbling down.

It crashed cars like dreams, And loved ones like the match that set it off.

And all of New York, began to rock.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

Until all of New York, Came to a stop.

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The Color Of Fall

Fall is a time When leaves dance And change their colors Like they can't decide what to wear.

When black birds Fly south And ride upon the cool gusting winds, Only to discover, That they'll be back again.

When The horizon is orange, Yellow, And gold.

When The little kids Come outside to play In their thick woolen sweaters And worn blue jeans.

When The earth is like the part of the rainbow Where the red blends with the orange And the orange with the gold And the gold with the crisp blue sky In the early fall morning.

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A Relationship At A Glance

By Caroline Weaver A relationship, of kindness and truth, Is of what I will tell you.

Two kindred spirits, Destined to cross Bringing great prizes, And fame, and applause.

Then they got older, And stronger, As one.

Bringing home wonderful titles, And pride, it's true.

There were times that weren't perfect, And trips that had failed, But with all one together, They pushed through, in a glance. Â

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