Fists beget fists, flowers beget flowers -
I've blogged on this theme before. Sadly, the world has given us yet another painful and poignant reminder of its truth, as the flowers of soft sorrow and sweet sympathy, of brotherhood and sisterhood united in worship of the only shrine worthy of the name and the time taken - beauty, in its broadest sense - are gathered and gifted here in stark contrast to the shabby and scared, the abject and ugly images that the immediate aftermath of the Paris attacks delivered into our homes and hearts.
How many reminders do we need?
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