STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold steel bars pressed against my face, a stark reminder of the shattered dreams that lay just beyond. Every clang of the gate, a cruel echo of promises abandoned. The world outside hummed with a life I could only glimpse, a taunting reminder of what was once mine. I stare out at the bleak sky, a mirror to my own emptiness. My path feels like

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