I believe that…
Sometimes I speak too much.
I want to say so many things right now, but I often talk myself to distraction.
And maybe there are days it is better to be silent.
Quiet strength and support amidst fear and anger that wants to rise up and make me hate.
But the one thing you can’t make me do–is be you.
Perhaps you can feel my love.
Boston can.
And maybe I will kill you with my kindness, because love is stronger than hate.
I believe that.
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