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“But every stroke of the brush, every lyric, every word whispered between human beings resulted from the pain of being alone. In our haunted heads, our imperfect bodies. Islands carved from clay and bone, our skulls like shells full of mist.”

Quote by Leah Raeder

Book:Cam Girl
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Cam Girl

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Leah Raeder

Leah Raeder, born on April 6, 1982, is an accomplished American author known for her works in young adult literature. Her writing style is highly regarded for its unique narrative techniques and profound emotional expression, which resonate deeply with young readers. more

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