There is a lull in the air
The day dragged on and on
A slight breeze of lethargy
Creeped lethally
And made her day boring
She couldn't fathom
What to do or what not
Her bones made funny noises
As if knocking for a release
From the fortress
She has built herself.
It is almost nine months
That she has caged herself
In that unknown fortress.
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