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Paul is a Client in on our Drug Rehabilitation Programme. | ||||||
THE CELL Ive built four walls, a roof and a floor, A cell of mine own, so I couldnt withdraw, I made it of bricks, and also of stone, Built just for one , for me, on my own, |
Woke up
one day, and found myself there, No memory of arrival, didnt really care. But now Im awake, alert and refreshed, Wondering how I got in this great awful mess, For, there arent any doors or windows to see , |
No mirrors
inside, no reflection of me. Now Im picking away at the bricks and the stone , I have to break out of this cell on my own, Then at last I will know, what it will take for me to be, To be happy, to function, And at last, to be FREE. P. Joseph Cullen |
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