i don't know why i do some of the things i do.
i have always been half a cynic at heart.
but i don't know what happened to me last night or why, when i decided i'm going to maintain 24 hours of internet silence in memory of yesterday, last year.
every time i opened twitter and felt the urge to tweet, i said a silent prayer.
because ultimately, that's where i think our sole hope lies.
not in the power of the police.
not in the power of the government.
not in the power of foreign policy.
not in the power of terror.
it's the power in us. in our deeds. in our thoughts. in our prayers. in our spirit.
we will never forget. even when we forget why.
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