STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold metal bars pressed against my cheek, a stark reminder of the shattered dreams that lay just beyond. Every clang of the gate, a agonizing echo of promises ignored. The world outside sang with a life I could only glimpse, a taunting ever-present of what might still be. I stare out at the gray sky, a mirror to my own despair. My path feels li

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