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Dec 2015
The music I hear
floats around my head
in shapes that show
the pain I’m in.

The sounds I frequent
are glued to my ears
while I bob up and down
in a crowd of myself.

The songs I sing
stream out my mouth
with words that say
I’m not alone.
Christina Cox
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Christina Cox  Utah
(Utah)   
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   Sam Y Starlight
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