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Nobody knows why it came to be,
that we lost great heroes
to this tragedy.
A cat in the tree or a stolen purse,
These heroes where
always there first.
Saving lives and helping out,
Going forward with
courage without a doubt.
As they looked past fear and fought the
devil,
our heroes where taken by a creature named evil.
Fallen structures
and cloudy debris,
was the last thing our heroes got to see.
Now the Lord
has taken them to his place,
one by one they enter with a smile on their
face.
For they have beat the devil in this tremendous battle,
when the
gates of heaven open the sky will rattle.
Watching over us will be their new
thing,
we will remember them when a bell rings.
If ever anyone wants to
know,
they were New York's Finest Heroes!
