Living in prison, poetry

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PRISON
Days claws like snare
Home near to the mind
But far from reach
My move is limited

Staying with strangers alone
No one to trust
Freedom a golden treasure
Prison denied a man

You right you lost
Prisoner just you are
Movement in a circle
As days pass away

Your clothes you left
Uniform makes us same
Beloved are crying tears
Freedom at last comment.

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