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I am a voice without lips, Listening without ears, Formless yet alive with the wind's embrace. What am I?
In charge I am, no crown I wear, Up on my head, so full of hair, Confuse me not, as your own friend For surely your life, I may just end.
I am a fortress built in time, With walls of whispers, soft and prime. Within my bounds, echoes resound, Yet my presence is seldom found. Invisible threads weave my domain, A tapestry of joy and pain. I guard treasures of past lore, And keys to future’s hidden door.
When empty, I am silent. When full, I drop and flow. When captured, I preserve. When loose, I drift and go.
What word is pronounced the same if you take away four of its five letters?
In the sky where the thunder roars, I soar with wings, a force that pours. A guardian clad in metal and might, Swift and fierce in aerial fight.
You may hear me before you see me, but rest assured I'm not an intruder. With my nocturnal call, "Who" could I be?
I can be cracked, but never eaten, I hold secrets, yet reveal none. I'm filled with words, but never speak, In the darkness, I am often sought
I have many eyes but cannot see, My skin is rough but doesn't bleed, Inside I'm fleshy, yet lack organs, What am I?
When seated I appear When young I comfort When folded I hold When laying I disappear
Deep beneath where the daylight fades, I glide where silence and shadow wades. A titan cloaked in the ocean's embrace, Holding the power to erase a place.
For thousands of years, Seen only in tale. The wind as a sail, For one thunderous gale. Shiny stores rich in lore, The burning temper, like Earth's core.
I am a voice without lips, Listening without ears, Formless yet alive with the wind's embrace. What am I?