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Apr 2014
God
God

I found God in a form of a powder
In the darkness where my demons scream louder.
All lights dimmed long ago
It’s so cold I just dive into snow.
Surrounded in white
My God makes everything all right.
Esme Venegas
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Esme Venegas
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   Joshua Haines
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