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Against the Wounds

We Mourn With Boston

Warning: There’s a heartbreaking, disturbing image in this one. I was going to write something different today, but I don’t want to anymore. This has been a terrible week, and the words I was going to toss into the air would have felt empty and worthless in the whirlwind. So instead you get this –…

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If My Voice Is Heard At All

If my voice is heard at all, let it be heard whispering hope to those longing to hear. Let it be heard by those who have been sold lies disguised as truth. Let it be heard by those broken hearts who have searched for the Healer for too long. Let it be heard in the hallways…

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