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| 496. Smell Of Captivity The smell of captivity sours the soul Jail bars destroy all life’s vision Justice enforced but not given Distorting the results of a bad decision Orange clothes yet sometimes grey Colored raiment to taunt the heart The facade of structure and sanity No chance for any fresh start Shackled minds lost to wandering Strong muscles control the right to live No salvation for those who need it Without dignity there’s nothing left to give |
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