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Misty Morn

Posted on 07/30/2025 by admin

Enveloped mystical translucent weave
buildings draped ghostly gauzy laden hues
a foggy opacity disintegrates on cue
leaving spectral remnants roaming free.
Clothing nature, whimsy decorating trees
magic enchanting the weakened blue
as sky diminishes in a cotton muse
clouds ephemeral floating thick just to be.

Over the horizon the sun erupts
coruscating cascading warming rays
lancing through the gossamer threads.

Mist slowly disappearing, gold disrupts
dew drops sparkling the subtle trace
The world awakens as magic sheds.

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