Oh say can you see?
Life changed in a slow-motion blink
when those people on that bridge were dumped into the drink
of almost ink black iced brewed cold below
they watched the ship keep coming
they heard the horn blow
they could not believe their eyes
this thing moving unstoppably almost filled the skies
it grew so tall as it drew closer
and they felt so small and prayed for closure
and a reprieve
from what they now could perceive
was actually happening
right now right here to them
and then
the unprecedented made history
made its unprecedentials known
unpresidentials felt and shown

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