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Apr 2020
It’s day... I don’t ******* know anymore.
Locked indoors 23 hours of the day
A one hour slot to feel like a human again
Is this what prison feels like?
I’ve been trapped for so long
The four walls of my bedroom declared me insane last night
How much longer can I last?
I don’t ******* know anymore.
Ana Sweeney
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Ana Sweeney  24/F/Ireland
(24/F/Ireland)   
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