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Prison Wallsi sit here, behind these prison walls.the walls of a shattered soul.i look out the barred windows, and iyearn to be free once again.but no. though i scream and i waili fight, and i rale. securewithin these walls, i remain.the days are not so bad, butthe nights...oh, the nights.long, dark, full of the soundsthe other prisoners make.and from above me, i hear him...and i know...i just know he willcome for me again tonight, and i shiver,and i quake.i do not wish his unending attention,but i am locked within, and there is noescape, no egress to go through. and so,within these walls i remain, and endure....
The world outside my windowThe world outside my windowby: Aleksei IvanovAs I look out my window,I see spread out before mea quiet, pastoral scene meantonly for me.The bright, warm sunshine playsover the swaying grass, and abutterfly flits through myfragrant flowerbed.I look about more, and see...a robin pecking out his lunchof worms. My puppy lying on her side,just soaking up the warm rays,and smiling at the lovely, silky feelit provides...and a honey bee going abouther business of making the honey for my toast.Yes, this warm, late Spring day was createdespecially for me, and my love