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Apr 2019
I have hurt myself, because
I did not want to live authentically.

There is 
Within echo
Chambers  *
No response towards my cries

Within four walls encased;
Punished

For my being hidden
And for being looked over.

Still, I ask to hear God's voice
Who calls my name
Then it feels like

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Daniel A LaPlume
Written by
Daniel A LaPlume  Boston, MA
(Boston, MA)   
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