Behind Bars

Life behind these walls ain't no breeze. It's a world of drab concrete and iron, where time crawls by in slow motion a sloth. The days merge together, marked only by a chorus of of doors and barbaric voices inmates. Each day is a struggle to stay, to find hope in a place where outside seems like a d
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