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This is rectangular, hollow and has a lid, and where youโll find it you might wonder, it is just six feet under. What is it?
My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is withinอพ You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
I have a hundred legs, but cannot stand. I have a long neck, but no head. I cannot see. I'm neat and tidy as can be.
In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
I appear in the morning. But am always there. You can never see me. Though I am everywhere. By night I am gone, though I sometimes never was. Nothing can defeat me. But I am easily gone.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?