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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 Home
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 11:21 PM UTC
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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 Home
daniel-a-la-plume
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 11:21 PM UTC
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