STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold iron bars pressed against my face, a stark reminder of the shattered dreams that lay just beyond. Every clang of the gate, a agonizing echo of promises forgotten. The world outside sang with a life I could only envy, a taunting ever-present of what was once mine. I stare out at the barren sky, a mirror to my own hopelessness. My journey fe

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