Like weary boxers have gone the distance, the combatants collide in one last explosive effort.
In the years to come a few witnesses will tell the power of these final punches..That they could literally feel the shockwaves.
Others will remember the enormous crater that resulted from the sheer force of the blows. But most will remember this sad day, as the day the proudest, most noble man they ever knew, finally fell.
For those who loved him, one who would call him husband, one who would be his pal, or those who would call him son. This is the darkest day they could ever imagine.
They raised him to be a hero. To know the vaule of sacrifice. To know the vaule of life.
And for those who served with Superman in the protection of all life, comes the shock of failure.
The weight of being to late to help. For a city to live, a man had given his all and more.
But it's to late. For this is a day, that a Superman died.
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