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I would turn back the hands of time, to make it where airplanes did not fall out of the sky. To save those in the Twin Towers, to save the families from their grief, and to change the face of terror. The Pennsylvania field would remained untouched, it would not have been last time to hear their voices, they could have landed and lived to seen their loved ones.
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