Crying in Colorado

I read abut the shooting in Colorado  and it made me very sad. I mean, people just went to see a movie. They never thought, even for a minute, that someone they loved could die. I write abut vampires, and what’s on the other side of life, but this is when spirits float and fly. And love. And long. Under the moon and night flowers and pre-dawn waves. This shooting in Colorado is not natural. Or supernatural. Or love. Or mystery. It is just so sad. With nothing underneath. This makes me feel like hiding if the world can be so bad. Instead, I joined with my friends and sent good wishes to the families. But these are not happy good wishes. They are wishes through the tears.

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