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Even though I live in Switzerland, about 5,000 miles away from the US, I am an American.
On Wednesday morning, I was a proud American. Georgians let their voices be heard and Blue prevailed.
By the time I went to bed (Wednesday night), I was a confused, horrified, and ashamed American.
Powerless.
Except for my words.
I could only muster a few, but I hope they will help for a few seconds at least:
Hold on
Until the pain
Goes away
©2021, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved.
Then maybe hold on some more...
Love,
Bridget
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