� On the Eve of Destruction � 2002-03-17 � 11:19 a.m. �
The day is green....
And I, well I am trying to prepare myself for tomorrow... the weight and the sorrow... trying to think of the proper thing to say to my brother... or if I should call him at all.
Long ago and still the day's events are still as clear as today's.
Will it ever change? Will the horror go away?
Not this time around, I am afraid.
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