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I find it
hard to write
about tragedy
freshly brewed
but writing
is in a way
my coping
mechanism.
Writing doesn’t
take away
the sorrow
or help
make sense of
that which
is insane
Writing doesn’t
tell me why
this had to be
or stop me
wishing
those sights
unseen.
Writing merely
puts down
the feelings
in my heart
the simple truth
that no cause
justifies
the taking
of a life
And this
universal truth
hold true
on either end
of the divide.

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