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Freedom Competition Poem
Freedom Lost
Remembering the dusty, cold floors
Beneath my feet
Never feeling stable, secure.
And the dark, damp walls
Surrounding my misery.
Feeling closed in.
Feeling like there is no life
Beyond my cell.
No one existing
Except in this hell.
Gloomy shadows
Spread up the walls
A tiny, filthy window
Only allowing pin holes
Of light through
Like someon...
Sunday 24th October 2010 5:14 am
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