STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold metal bars pressed against my face, 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 buzzed with a life I could only envy, a taunting ever-present of what could have been. I stare out at the gray sky, a mirror to my own emptiness. My journey feels lik

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