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Nine thousand four hundred and sixty two


Chris Kendalls

I thought it would never happen
Yet, I was in disbelief when it did
I still do not want to think that it did
Yet, life to me is pressing forward

Living regardless to how I thought life would be

Where were you?
On the day, that everything changed.
When nothing was the same?

In the middle of my dreams

I stood in a desolate field
With 25 podiums
With 25 stages
Dwarfed by 25 movie screens

There was absolutely no one around

Endless videotapes looped incessantly
Speeches given by individuals
Answering that exact question

Because the leadership had disappeared

As if itís forever
In the middle of the summer
Because it was forever
In the middle of September

As information stopped
As time stopped
As life came to a stop

Nothing else mattered until October

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