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Mar 2021
My friends were there.
My family was there.
How long will it be until yours is there too?
Caught in the crossfire of an angry man unchained.
Lying on the pavement, with life having left their body.

But we'll say prayers,
And hope it won't happen to us.
We'll send out a Tweet,
And forget it ever happened in a week.

Prayers are not enough,
We need change, and we need it fast.
Otherwise,
This mass shooting won't be the last.
Phantom647
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Phantom647  25/M/Washington, DC
(25/M/Washington, DC)   
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