Each day dawns darker than the previous.

The reducing light makes the space even more sickly.

Freedom, a sweet bird,

chirping outside the small window of your cell.

Your chains become tighter every day,

causing you pain and breathlessness.

Your life wants answers, solutions, actions.

Every morning you wake up with the hope flares up in your chest,

but every dusk fears grow big.

Staring at the white wall opposite,

you are looking for answers.

Seeking for your dreams, your hopes,

everything you wanted to live.

You measure your breaths, the seconds that are lost, your cell.

They left you only your thoughts to run free.

Only your thoughts and your memories,

to remind you who you were once.

Get up on your feet!

Break the chains that steal your life!

Get out and take your first free breath…

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