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The SignBehind bars--they're rusty--
Caught in this dusty square trap.
I gaze toward the outside, but too many peek within,
Amused. Like leeches,
They cling on to the metal
With their ever-trampling ignorance.
Never again will I behold that gentle touch
Never again that love, that care,
Never again the vibrant greens.
But the sign wont say this.
I am not saved, I am lost
In this alien world of dust.
Dust, ropes, iron, and dust.
It's all I know but not what I wish to remember.
Im cared for but not loved,
Alive, but dead as the dirt around me.
I come from the green but live in the brown.
I am not myself.
But the sign won
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More