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It Took Me Years to Believe That Black Lives Matter. Now Here’s What I Need From You
am looking forward to the day when that very thing is articulated by our hearts, our actions, and our institutions. When that day comes in this country, there will be no need to ever utter the words “Black Lives Matter” again.