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Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011
And the start of it…… Eruption; into this life. Seems not bad in the beginning. Seems to worry is short. Laughter comes each day. Play had its ups and downs. Than, once in a while along comes a clown. Though the area wasnt that much. On certain days came a little luck. Eruption; you’ve grown [...]
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Monday, March 21st, 2011
I feel wolves at my soul’s door I feel ravens glaring down at me, down from naked branches that be I feel so lone in this full house; a house that beckoned like a trap And welcome to the age of prison I feel they took all the pretty seashells from the sea I feel [...]
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Sunday, March 20th, 2011
First, I would like to wish everyone a “Happy First Day Of Spring” Here, March 2011 and where I am now caged. Has a small enclosure of an outside rec-area. It is about as big as a regular size swimming pool. 260 times around is 6 miles. Each morning early, while most of the prisoners [...]
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Sunday, February 13th, 2011
Poor stars. Poor stars High, looking down alas she wont be found How she lived. How she dance Loves she had; the very meaning of romance She so enjoyed the spot, how true when it was such a bright stary night Poor stars. Poor stars And we search the land below Little did we know. [...]
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Thursday, September 23rd, 2010
Somedays it’s black and white, while somedays are gray and pale. Year to year caged has a heavy grip on my shoulders. Then sometimes through the fog coming off the steel and stone, I’ll get a simple change of freshness. It came not long ago. I was moved to a better cell block, cleaner and [...]
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