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I will bend time to my own clock. When the prisoners awake, I will sleep. When they sleep, I will wake. I will live neither in their cell...nor in my own heart...only in my mind...and my spirit. Once I reached my hand out for help. It came down and then withered...as dry grass blown away into dust leaving nothin. Now I wait for nothin. I need nothin. Not tomorrow, not freedom, not justice. In the end, the prison will vanish...and therell be no more Rubin...no more Carter...only The Hurricane. And after him...there is no more.
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 13:32:38 +0000

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