Hour 12, Poem 15

When can we get out of here?
When can we breathe?
When can we be not afraid?
When can we be free?

No answers, just a box of darkness—
Meant to be safe, now its what holds you back.

Try, try to get out
knock knock knock

bang bang bang

Try, try to get out
Knock or bang on the door

When would someone hear us?
When can we finally breathe?

please let me be free

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