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Jul 2018
I'm praying to the moon,
But I'm all alone.
I'm searching for a friend,
But I'm far from home.
I'm questing for a purpose,
But it's what we make.
I'm running towards death,
But my life is fake.
Isaac Spencer
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Isaac Spencer  25/M/DuBois, Pennsylvania
(25/M/DuBois, Pennsylvania)   
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