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Who gathers the tears, that have fallen? Who can ever measure the suffering felt by the ones left behind? We hear about terrorist attacks and the innocent lives that are stolen. We read about them and their lives. Hash tags, prayers and flowers... But what happens after the headlines are replaced? Who catches the tears that fall from the eyes of the ones left behind? The faces of the stolen are forever etched within the hearts, minds and within the souls of the ones left behind. Confusion and an inability to comprehend what kind of evil can inspire such cold-hearted acts. When you kill one person, you are killing a world. Loved ones are left frozen in time. How? Why? Where do the tears fall? Do they fall on the ground to simply dry up and to be forgotten?