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The glory and glow
#WritcoPoemPrompt125
And the vibe is perplexing you towards the end of the race,
In a lonely, stony location,
Because the missing piece is bonded in a certain place,
In a faraway, poison-free constellation,
Awaits the beginning of new dawn ,
Where the language is slender and sanguine .
The glory of morning awake the donning castle ,
Where memories of fine days still nestles ,
Once residence of dainty darling , master of the penguins .
The yonder years beckons Ozimandious with delight ,
The yae ruler is called mightest might .
The visage is purest white .
The new canvas calls for moon lit
night .
Where nights are days and days are night .