Lying restlessly before me, a void arena
seduces me into its barren plain.
How infatuated I am to fabricate;
How I crave to concoct words most untamed!
Fidgeting with fantasies, my mingling mind
does too many images attempt to describe.
So bedazzling is its plethora of ideas aligned;
How it aches to mold the most dazzling design!
I hunger to engrave upon the bare,
for the marvels of the world I yearn to share.
For each glimmer of glory my eyes have caught,
lasts a wish to mirror to all the beauty sought.
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