What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
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Hearing the cries of people you love.
Watching at the distance as the towers fall,
Wondering why someone did this, did they care at all?
Heroes trying to save everyone,
Finally realizing it can't be done.
We all remember that horrible day,
Surely we'll make that person pay.
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