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By Exile "Unanswered Letters" Have you ever heard the echoes of nothing that's exact what happen at prison mail call. The sad faces as your as your name was never called. The abandonment you felt as another day has pass and no one has compassion or humility for the lonely behind the walls. Can a person be this cold? Can heart just forget you, you often wonder. It likes no one desire to see me have joy in this place. With so much misery and evil around me I look for a precious moment of a card, letter, some type of love. Inside of this cage I refuse to astray from who I am or what will I be. Even though I don't receive mail I'm at peace, hope this finds the right person and you'll take time and speak from your pen to found compassion on this prisoner once was a friend.
