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Right now, my mind cannot grasp all that is happening. I feel frozen. I want to write out, flush out things in my mind and heart, but I need some time to read more and understand more.

For now, I just know that my I mourn, I hurt, I anger with my brother and sisters. And I want to be active. I'm tired of just liking things on facebook, or even writing. I want to literally walk alongside my brother and sisters in the movement towards justice. I want to go on my knees and plead to God for justice and freedom. I want to no longer be frozen. I don't want to be indifferent.

Pray for me, that I can find words and muscles to move. Pray for all those hurting, that they would find Peace. Pray for all those that are doing harm, that Justice would find them.

I'll try to write more soon.

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