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A serpent swam in a silver urn, A golden bird did in its mouth abide, The serpent drank the water, this in turn, Killed the serpent. Then the gold bird died.
Steals an event or even a mood. Reveals the truth or shatters it.
What points the way without a hand. It floats on water but exists on land?
You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die. Until you call me again.
Round as a button, deep as a well. If you want me to talk, you must first pull my tail.
In birth I spring forth, in life I unfold. In death I wilt and die, but rebirth restores all.