Inextricable
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My room is a cell. Its doors are my guards and the house is my prison. I am sentenced here for life.
No one has heard of my trial, I don't have a lawyer. No judge is willing to take my case.
Alone, I must fight this war for justice. But before I pick up my sword and pull the reins, I will write this story. For you.
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