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Charlotte looks out from her world through her tears

And through the slim gap she has made between nets

She hasn’t recognised the outside for so many years

For her heart still remembers losses past and regrets.

Should a neighbour pass by and steal a sorrowful glance

Into her sanctuary Charlotte retreats with her shame

Yet the stranger only hopes she might take that slim chance

To escape from her prison and step outside once again.