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Mar 2019
No god, my god, your god, our god;
No matter - we are all deserving of compassion, kindness, and tolerance.

'I begin in the name of God, the Most Compassionate and the Most Merciful.'
This afternoon, I sat at home within an armed police cordon watching live news updates of a mass shooting at my neighbourhood mosque a few hundred metres away. As evening falls and the streets echo with an eerie quiet, my thoughts go out to those who have been directly affected by this gross atrocity, whose sanctuary has been violated, whose families grieve.
annh
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annh  F/Christchurch, New Zealand
(F/Christchurch, New Zealand)   
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