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In twilight's realm where...
moonbeams entwine.
There are two owls engaged...
in a contrast of minds:
A Great Horned Owl so proud and strong!
And a Great Gray Owl whis is cunning and long.

Amidst the trees their feathers shone,
"Who is the wisest?" their voices cried...

As their debate ignited, fierce and esteemed,
Their claims soared through the moonlit tide.

Their egos clashed, each boasting might,
Arrogance veiling their inner strife.
One spoke of conquests, unmatched and true,
The other spun tales, manipulation construed.

From the forest's depths, four owls appeared,
Where  secrets are hidden and their motives pending:
The Screech Owl! with doubts that gnawed!
The Laughing Owl stood by pride, very enthralled.

The Barn Owl, haunted by past regret,
And the Burrowing Owl seeking power's beset.
They gathered judgment in their piercing gaze,
To assess the claims clear the arrogant haze.

Each listening closely to their cadence,
As they challenge each claim and test each mind.
They use contrast, metaphors, analogy, and irony,
To show how pride can deceive and blind.

The Great Horned Owl glared with fiery eyes:
"Listen to me for I hunt and I rule the night with might!
My wisdom shines in my fierce eyest and flight."

The Burrowing Owl just hooted with a knowing glance:
"My friends wisdom hides in a maze...
To see beyond! to adapt and thrive!
Wisdom's skill is ultimately... survive!"

The Great Gray Owl uttered with a grin like a knife:
"Knowledge is power that I can spin!
Beware the surface where truths are concealed,
For you see wisdom's art is mine to wield."

The Laughing Owl chortled with extreme delight:
"Listen, wisdom is found in humorous blight!
In order to find the answers laughter is key,
With a mirthful heart reveals what's free."

The Great Horned Owl boasted with chest puffed out:
"My strength and wisdom surpass all!
Bow to my greatness, or surely fall!"

The Barn Owl said with silent wings:
"Wisdom dwells in knowledge wide...
In seeking truth in ancient scrolls,
The wise sieze the world's unknowns."

The Great Gray Owl articulated serene and wise:
"In silence, I glide unseen and calm...
My wisdom lies in the tranquil psalm."

The Screech Owl squalled its doubts revealed:
"Arrogance blinds wisdom concealed,
Look within for truth's unveiling,
Pride's armor can be most failing."

The Council of Owls in silent debate 
Witnessed weaknesses that each owl did state.
No consensus emerged with no victor declared
For wisdom's mystery and truth in truth is rarely bared.

Each owl with all their  flaws carried wisdom's spark
Their weaknesses and strengths left such an indelible mark.
But what is wisdom? Can it be defined?
Or is it a paradox that haunts the everlasting mind?

Is it strength? Or perhaps skill?  knowledge or art?
Is it humor? silence? humility or heart?
Is it something we have? Or something we seek?
Is it something.... we know? Or something we speak?

These questions lingered in the air,
As the owls pondered with solemn care.
Each had realized that wisdom is not a prize
But a vast journey that never ends or ever dies.

So the contest concluded with no winner in sight
A reminder that all wisdom is not born of might.
The owls flew undefined on paths enshrined
With humility's lesson in shadows they entwined.
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