A whisper cuts through the burning air,
Commanding silence, bending will.
The sands are shifting everywhere,
A secret plot, a bitter pill.
Blue-on-blue eyes see through the haze,
Plans within plans in desert maze.
The Voice will make you kneel,
The spice reveals what’s real.
In dunes of endless gold,
A conspiracy unfolds,
Blue eyes, the future sealed.
The wormsign thunders underground,
A sisterhood’s design concealed.
In every grain, a truth profound,
A prophecy to be revealed.
No step is taken without cost,
In webs of plans, the soul is lost.
The Voice will make you kneel,
The spice reveals what’s real.
In dunes of endless gold,
A conspiracy unfolds,
Blue eyes, the future sealed.
Plans within plans
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