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Jul 2014
I need a bigger audience
That's what I tell myself
I'm living by myself
In a room full a people
I'm invisible
Then I realized it's spiritual
My cross is different
A cross none the less
I stretch to give my best
I'm out of breath after every single test
My emotions are like oceans
Wavy and unstable when a storm comes through
Jesus, your armed with truth
At least I know that truth
Or believe it
With my own eyes
I never seen it
Or seen a demon
Or anything like that
Which leaves me wondering
Where are my eyes left at?
Still not fitting in
Nothing has changed since I was born here
But I'm not given in
My dream is not born yet
Caleb Hammonds
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Caleb Hammonds  Charlotte, NC
(Charlotte, NC)   
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