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These prison bars...were not meant for me
not meant for this little girl
I look outside them
in shame and guilt ridden
these prison bars have become me,
engulfed me and deadend me.
Oh, how I long for freedom,
for fresh air
to feel the wind blowing
in my hair
these prison bars.... they
have taken over me...my thoughts......my happiness my hope
my pride and my dreams.
These prison bars
\have also taught me ...to slow down,
to be patient,
to be understanding and able and willing.
These prison bars saved my life.
Hilary Wreidt Thompson