STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold metal bars pressed against my skin, a stark reminder of the shattered dreams that lay just beyond. This clang of the gate, a agonizing echo of promises forgotten. The world outside hummed with a life I could only envy, a taunting reminder of what might still be. I stare out at the barren sky, a mirror to my own hopelessness. My journey fee

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