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People are sick….

I do not want to keep writing stories like this.

I like to stay in my happy place.

But the compassion that wells up inside of me will not let that happen.

Two days ago, I was hurting over the fact that black lives do not seem to matter to some people. Today, I am hurting over the fact that gun violence, scratch that violence, is out of control.

But we already knew that.

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