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Breathless. Thank you. Couldn’t form the words so grateful you did. ❤️

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"In America, a gathering of people is called target practice" gave me jump-out-of-my-bones chills.

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devastating and necessary

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"A boy I barely knew was sad once" is now burned into my brain and irrevocably intertwined with my experiences as a survivor. What a precise, haunting summation of the violence we're all forced to accept as an inevitability of existence in 2021. Thank you for sharing this with us, Saeed.

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This poem steadily hollowed me out and then that last line took a tiny hammer and shattered the shell of me. I’ve got to stop clicking on these emails before work. I have work to do! I can’t just be pondering words and revolutions!

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I've come back to this a few times, and it still brings tears to my eyes. Thank you for these words.

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Powerful.

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Wow, especially that ending. Such a painfully absurd truth we live with.

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I listened to this with my eyes closed, and that last line hit like a ton of bricks.

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So real, so devastating and so beautifully expressed. Thank you for sharing this. I’m going out right now to do something positive for someone in need.

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Wow, beautiful. I have chills.

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