The bars that I see in the shadow though fleeting in the dark have kept me inside for as long as I know I try to grab them like the ones I am holding now but they are not there to grab they are not there and that’s why I can’t brake them
Day 2499, bars.
Daily picture, Poetry
Nochrisis 
Ik dacht even dat het de reling van onze flat was maar toch niet.
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