Condemned Drip drop,drip drop.The outlet pipe at the side of the building was overflowing and dripping on my shivering wet clean shaved head but I dare not move if I do I am a dead man!.I have seen them watching me,following me and studying my every move but why!!!!!!.In the bottom of my mind I try to think,try to reach deep down to make sense who they are or what they what.I served 20 years for something I didn't do I murder I didn't commit but the truth was never told.Standing in the dark wet alley just a block from the half way house I clutch the cross around my neck and I realise that after tonight the truth will stay buried and untold unless I escape
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