The blind Serpent የአውራ እናት አእምሮ
Serpent mouth
In the shadows, coiled, a spirit whispers,
Through leaves it slithers, its essence lingers.
In scales of emerald, secrets shimmer,
A dance of serpents, where dreams glimmer.
It whispers tales of ancient lands,
Where time unwinds like shifting sands.
In the rhythm of its blind silent hiss,
Echoes of wisdom, ancient bliss.
Serpent mouth
In the shadows, coiled, a spirit whispers,
Through leaves it slithers, its essence lingers.
In scales of emerald, secrets shimmer,
A dance of serpents, where dreams glimmer.
It whispers tales of ancient lands,
Where time unwinds like shifting sands.
In the rhythm of its blind silent hiss,
Echoes of wisdom, ancient bliss.
Serpent mouth
In the shadows, coiled, a spirit whispers,
Through leaves it slithers, its essence lingers.
In scales of emerald, secrets shimmer,
A dance of serpents, where dreams glimmer.
It whispers tales of ancient lands,
Where time unwinds like shifting sands.
In the rhythm of its blind silent hiss,
Echoes of wisdom, ancient bliss.
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