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Night at the Gates

Night at the gates Underneath the velvet sky, where shadows softly creep, two titans stand a nocturnal sleep. The Lamborghini, a turquoise dream, reflecting moonlight, a liquid gleam. Beside it waits, a hunter’s green, the BMW, a sleek machine. Each with its allure, a silent vow of power, speed, and how. The air is thick with anticipation’s hum, as engines slumber, a muffled drum. Awaiting the signal, the green light’s gleam to unleash their fury, a waking dream. The Lamborghini, a bull unleashed, a power surge, a primal feast. The BMW, a panther’s graceful stride, a symphony of speed where passion resides. Each with its own story, a journey untold of victories won and spirits bold. A testament to dreams and the will to achieve, a legacy of power, that will never leave. The night unfolds, the city sleeps, but these two titans, their secrets they keep. Awaiting the dawn, the call to arise, to conquer the road beneath the open skies.

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Date: 2/2/2025 9:51:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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