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[a black and white drawing of two specter faces hovering over a fancy looking car in an urban landscape.]
A Lifer's Wish
Soar through the skies with me and imagine the experience of a lifer. The heartache. The sadness. The joy and the smiles. Looking for friends to write letters and send pictures of the forgotten outside. The clear blue sky. The ocean spray in the air. As I enter yet another year of my life, patiently waiting for a letter from somebody who would be part of my life.
Hey, what's up? This is Jason. I love this poem because it feels like the truth of how I feel in my heart sometimes. And it's not just about a person in prison but somebody on the outside can feel this way too. So if you have the same feelings as I do, please write.
With my love and friendship,
Jason
Jason M. Beck #F-73607
S.A.T.F State Prison
P.O. Box 5242 E5 219
Corcoran, CA 93212
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