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May 1
This space
with four walls
one window
and many bars
left alone
to thoughts
in this jail
called a heart
It's hard to let people in, but harder to let people out.
Written by
thispanman  16/Gender Fluid/here, yet there
(16/Gender Fluid/here, yet there)   
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