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Prison lofe finds me wanting to leave. Wanting to "earn~" my release. To go home and marry a teacher. Yet they say matrimonys not in my fate, not that it's too late, but Mr Walker says "you'll never get married. You too clever feel to the scriptures." (Home is where Prishna's out). I feel like a widowed bride, fiancee. Yearning for love, love that I missed while stealing my 1st kiss. Caught red handed my --- was then abandoned. Love is pilitical; so manipulated. Pain hurts so much, we hate it. Playing games while losing ourselves, our indentity; our essense, our Jesus pieces. Sokebody else "me" is dead. What I just said. Am to blog in for follwers or to teach or to reach. Can you have fame and no fortune. If I died no what's my portin of gossip. Inmate can or "con" run by "Perish" hilten and brother Mick-E (that wasn't an insult to the Hiltens)
I want to go home; to a basement. Tired of prison speak, I've become a prison geek (buy the book). To be or not to be rehabilitated, when only "recidivism" gets to leave (and come back and leave and come back) and I can't go home cause "he" keep coming back (they send em to the same prison - you know. A torture all its own)! Rehab makes time harder. You get itnow but must remain hee till your timje is served ( 2/3 s) "Rehab too much and we'll keep you here---that was a joke". Honestly I feel like a fully capable functioning MAN. See prison likfe is a pamper I must wear until? despite my bwing able to control my bodily functioning. Didn't write that, that well but you get the gist. Wealthy adults shouldn't wear ---. Forced "to go" on myself.
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