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Prison does strange things to men. Although its purpose is to break the free spirit of a man, in many cases it just adds fuel to the fire that has never been and will never be extinguished.
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"Postscript", P.153

 

William Powell (author)

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My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns;
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