CORECtional Custody

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    CORECtional Custody
    Images in my mind, destruction in my thougths. I see my future drawn out in front of me. I can't wait for the sea, it calls me now. My eyes misted over and my fists clenched tight as I bide my time and wait for my freedom.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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