The nice side of the fence

Light shines
through gently swaying green
against a backdrop of deep blue.
Birds call to each other
as I rest peacefully here.

Grey cages
and barbed wire
confined to the peripheral.
Jangling keys and banging doors
detain torturted souls within.

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