STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold metal bars pressed against my cheek, a stark reminder of the broken dreams that lay just beyond. Each clang of the gate, a agonizing echo of promises abandoned. The world outside buzzed 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 future feels l

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