By the window, wrapped in dawn's embrace,
She stands alone, in quiet space.
City hum below, yet she's apart,
A world outside, a world in her heart.
Soft light touches her skin so bare,
A gentle calm fills the morning air.
In solitude's silence, she finds her voice,
A moment to breathe, a private choice.
Lost in thought, yet deeply seen—
The world outside, and the soul within.
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