Fire starts to climb up, nearly touching the heavens.
The sound of crackling wood sounded like a death wail.
But what of the air that chokes and sighs?
When another body starts to turn to ashes and flies?
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O valiant Derek, clad in blue's proud hue,
A steadfast guard where law and honor grew.
With resolute heart, you faced the urban fray,
A bulwark strong against the night's decay.
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And here I stand, with grief and blazing ire,
To mourn a voice who lit the hearts to fire:
Charlie Kirk, patriot of steadfast creed,
Who sowed in youth the everlasting seed
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Dear Madam Manuela and your husband so dear,
Every day on the bus, your presence brings cheer.
"Namaste" we whisper, with smiles that unite,
Your beautiful warmth makes our world feel right.
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On a cold day in Regensburg,
Divine intervention led us to meet.
We were aliens in an alien land,
Bearing tears, bearing heartaches,
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