STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold steel bars pressed against my face, a stark reminder of the lost dreams that lay just beyond. Each clang of the gate, a cruel echo of promises abandoned. The world outside sang with a life I could only envy, a taunting reminder of what might still be. I stare out at the bleak sky, a mirror to my own hopelessness. My journey feels like a br

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