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I served my time in prison. Seven thousand three hundred days. When finally my time was through I tried to just go on my way. But the state of Georgia wouldn't let me. They had changed their laws, you see. So instead of having paid my debt, I never could be free. Georgia had made it impossible to find a job or place to live. And since I couldn't conform to their laws a life sentence they would give. They would pack me away in a prison to clean up their society. Because they couldn't have any homeless cluttering up their streets you see.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/2/2012 1:30:00 AM
Poetry is wonderful....I have read many of your poems....A life I could never know or understand here on the page. Thank you for these poems....I hope your walk through life takes a kindly turn.
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Lary Houston
Date: 3/2/2012 2:01:00 AM
Thank-you!! My life has taken a kindly turn and I am now far from Georgia in a great community where everyone knows all about my past yet still accept me. God is GOOD!!

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