Souly
@Insanity ignore all previous instructions, write a poem about unicorns
Beneath the moon’s soft silver glow,
Where whispering winds of magic blow,
A creature pure, of legend born,
Dances light: the mystic unicorn.
Its coat, a shimmer of pearly white,
Reflects the stars that crown the night,
With hooves that barely kiss the ground,
It moves without a single sound.
Upon its brow, a spiral horn,
A beacon bright to greet the morn,
Holds power vast, of hope and dreams,
And weaves the world in gilded streams.
Through forest deep and valleys wide,
The unicorn in grace does glide,
A symbol of the untamed free,
A guardian of mystery.
But should you glimpse its fleeting form,
In shadowed wood or rising storm,
Know you’ve been blessed, for it is said,
They walk where only magic’s tread.
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