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What keeps me going
What is it
It’s seeing my Mob
On a one hour visit
Givin’ my mum a hug
Even for just a second
That’s worth a lot
Worth the world I reckon
Seeing their face
When they see mine
Like being in the Matrix
Or slo-mo time
I’ve taken their love
And life for granted
I bottled up a lot
The bottles decanted
These words were formed
From pen to paper
It’s almost a year
But I’ll see you later
What keeps me going
What is it
It’s seeing my Mob
On a one hour visit
Givin’ my mum a hug
Even for just a second
That’s worth a lot
Worth the world I reckon
Seeing their face
When they see mine
Like being in the Matrix
Or slo-mo time
I’ve taken their love
And life for granted
I bottled up a lot
The bottles decanted
These words were formed
From pen to paper
It’s almost a year
But I’ll see you later
Date Published
November 11, 2025
By Daniel
I wrote this song when I started my sentence in June 2026.
ISSUE NO. 26
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By Leonor
Somebody’s Daughter Theatre offers women within the prison system in Victoria, the opportunity to participate in weekly art workshops.
ISSUE NO. 26
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By Martin
I’m a rapper and I thought I’d share one of the songs I’ve written.
ISSUE NO. 26
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3 MIN READ
By Martin
I felt compelled to contribute so here follows a few submissions for your consideration.
ISSUE NO. 26
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1 MIN READ