In the ancient echoes of time,
A tale of beings, strange, divine.
Annunaki, they're called by name,
From distant heights, they came, the same.
With wisdom vast and power untold,
They graced the Earth in days of old.
Masters of the cosmic dance,
They shared with mortals a fleeting chance.
From the heavens to our land,
Annunaki walked, hand in hand.
Shaping humans, bestowing their love,
Gifts of knowledge from realms above.
Intriguing secrets they'd unveil,
Their presence left a mystic trail.
Yet mysteries linger in the air,
Of Annunaki's enigmatic care.
An enigma lost in the night,
They vanished from our earthly sight.
But in the tales and ancient lore,
Their memory lives forevermore.
Annunaki, from heights unknown,
In human history, you have grown.
A myth, a legend, intertwined,
In the annals of humankind.
About the Creator
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