Shut up inside,
The jailor chuckles,
What a day that was,
When war on the muse begun.
Took her by storm,
Thirty thousand strong,
So many life's daily trials,
The clouds came out one by one.
Locked away now,
Let the next day come and go,
It will take a master plan,
Muse from the cell shall be sprung.
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