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Ghosts of New York City

Ghosts of New York City

Ghosts walk around New York city
Serving drinks and meals 
to all the passengers 
that never made it 
to their destination,  
mixing with occupants 
of the Twin Towers
and a few madmen 
Sheiks of Saudi Arabia
blood on their hands 
Guilt free 
Guilty,  but  
for Allah

Ghosts walk around New York City 
You'll walk past them 
Tip your hat 
Say a prayer 
For the mothers 
and the fathers
The fire fighters 
and the children 
Who miss their daddies today
And forevermore

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