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In a forest deep, where secrets lie,

Lived Luna the owl, with a watchful eye.

With feathers so soft, as dark as night,

She ruled the skies, taking flight.

Perched high in the trees, her wisdom known,

Luna gazed upon the world she called her own.

Her golden eyes, filled with ancient lore,

Held stories untold, from ages before.

The enchanted forest, a magical place,

Where fairies danced with grace.

Luna guarded its secrets, both big and small,

Guiding lost souls, whenever they’d call.

With every flutter of her graceful wings,

She wove tales of wonder, enchanting things.

Luna, the wise owl, brought light to the night,

In the enchanted forest, a majestic sight.