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Apr 2015
By: Cedric McClester

Sarah sold her body
So  she could get a fix
Though she died a little
Each time she turned a trick
Then one day she vanished
Into the thin air
Just another missing *******
And no one seemed to care
She was not the only one
Who disappeared that way
There were lots of others
According to what they say
Lost among the missing
But what nobody knew
Was the individual agony
That each of them went through
Think of all the Sarahs
Who slip through the cracks
The ones we rarely hear about
Yet are no less of a fact




(c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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