Behind The Wall

Life inside bars ain't no breeze. It's a world of drab concrete and steel, where time crawls prison by in slow motion a snail. The days fuse together, marked only by the clang of doors and the gruff voices of guards. Every day is a struggle to stay, to find meaning in a place where freedom seems lik
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