The air is dry. The room hasn’t changed in 20 years. Time is frozen here. This room with its purpose of healing has held me. Time crawls by with the world forgetting. I sit, I wait for the day that Justice finds me and brings me back into reality. My body has been frozen in time. Age cannot touch me. I do not grow or change. I sit here with my heart full of hope and my mind full of prayers of being finally saved. I look up at a long forgotten sound. The sound is of the door opening and there I stand inviting me out into freedom and life.
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The room hasn’t changed in 20 years. Time is frozen here. This room with its purpose of healing has held me.
Time crawls by with the world forgetting.
I sit, I wait for the day that Justice finds me and brings me back into reality.
My body has been frozen in time. Age cannot touch me.
I do not grow or change.
I sit here with my heart full of hope and my mind full of prayers of being finally saved.
I look up at a long forgotten sound. The sound is of the door opening and there I stand inviting me out into freedom and life.