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Nov 2012
The voices pierce my thoughts like lightening bolts
Filling what could be silence or ideas
Loneliness and need leave holes in my psyche
Though I'm alone, I'm still beside myself
My few friends are "acquaintencess"
Though I do love them dearly
The Spirit of God is so abiding
It makes me wake early
Eager to misister to the souls in hiding.
Casey McClain
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Casey McClain  Sacramento, California
(Sacramento, California)   
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     Lior Gavra, --- and Olivia Lane
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