STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold metal bars pressed against my skin, a stark reminder of the lost dreams that lay just beyond. This clang of the gate, a bitter echo of promises abandoned. The world outside hummed with a prison life I could only envy, a taunting reminder of what was once mine. I stare out at the gray sky, a mirror to my own hopelessness. My journey feels l

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