STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold iron bars pressed against my skin, a stark reminder of the lost dreams that lay just beyond. Every clang of the gate, a agonizing echo of promises ignored. The world outside hummed with a life I could only glimpse, a taunting reminder of what might still be. I stare out at the gray sky, a mirror to my own despair. My journey feels like a t

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