STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold metal bars pressed against my skin, a stark reminder of the broken dreams that lay just beyond. Each clang of the gate, a bitter 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 a t

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