STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold steel bars pressed against my cheek, a stark reminder of the shattered dreams that lay just beyond. Each clang of the gate, a agonizing echo of promises ignored. The world outside buzzed with a life I could only witness, prison a taunting reminder of what might still be. I stare out at the barren sky, a mirror to my own hopelessness. My jo

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