Better Man
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Poetry
As I stand, and look through these bars,
I can’t help to think of my lil stars,
How I wished I could have been a better man,
Sometimes I think, ‘why have I been dealt this hand?’
But I am what I am, and who I will always be,
Because I know I can produce a better me,
The same as I was, just in a different lane,
Because the monster in me I can now tame.
As I stand, and look through these bars,
I can’t help to think of my lil stars,
How I wished I could have been a better man,
Sometimes I think, ‘why have I been dealt this hand?’
But I am what I am, and who I will always be,
Because I know I can produce a better me,
The same as I was, just in a different lane,
Because the monster in me I can now tame.
Date Published
November 11, 2025
Lanie's Painting
By Lanie
A painting sent to us by Lanie.
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ISSUE NO. 25
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Dan’s Drawing
By Dan
A drawing of Stitch from Lilo and Stitch, sent to us by Dan.
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ISSUE NO. 25
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Self Reflection
By Sofia
Often I try to self-reflect which turns into waves of rings around me. This picture reflects my days in general; life is static, surrounded by waves around.
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ISSUE NO. 25
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Beyond the Steel Mesh
By Anonymous
The cage stands bold, with its steel-clad mesh. For within its grip, it’s us it holds. Ten foot walls, of cold creme concrete. For outside we muster, like horses in stalls.
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