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I go round and round on my thoughts of today and those of immediate past... my thoughts and concerns of those who are suffering from a situation that is and was far beyond their control... those who said it is time to leave... that who had said stay where you are... those that were left behind or forgotten... because of age or convenience... there are those who see misfortune as opportunity... and those who see a grander picture... and truly in the end it is those who have and those who have not... But I think there must come a point when we say... this is a tragic situation and there are no clear answers... we want to blame one and hold others accountable... we want to point but not see the real truth... and while all this is hard to watch... we have seen it before and will again... we come to the aid of those in need and offer ourselves to those without... money flows freely... offerings from many in amounts that touch hearts and yet within a short amount of time life becomes normal in the blink of an eye... and while we have broken hearts today for those in great need... tomorrow we will be again with our feet planted in the same position as we find ourselves today until the next big tragedy strikes... human kind and we decide to be more than we are... if only for a moment in time... today tomorrow and always

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