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We remember a short few minutes
of sheer terror
of death, of destruction
Lives, like buildings-
rent asunder.

We remember the aftermath
tears, fires, and liquefaction.
Cordons, confusion,
the narrow escapes,
the fallen.

We remember everyone affected
the old, the young,
the foreign, the local,
the tall, the short,
everyone.

We remember the heroes
the students, the farmies,
our friends from across
the world; the neighbours,
the strangers.

We remember broken homes -
long drops and portaloos,
EQC, EQR,
tangled webs, and a long time
to closure.

We remember a city as it was
and will never be again.
Demolition, deconstruction,
our past turned
Into dust.

We are Christchurch.
We will rebuild.
We will be back
Better than ever!