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If it was because we could not bear to look that would be one thing

We didn’t look because we didn’t care. It wasn’t for us to get involved. Apparently

When I look I see my son, my daughters. I see my mother wading through debris

I see my father inconsolable for his loss. I see pain desperation and resignation.

Please know, that within the nations you search for humanity and empathy

that there are people like me who find such horror, constantly brings tears

to me throughout my day because you are always on my mind and in my heart.

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