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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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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