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Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
Bright as diamonds, Loud as thunder, Never still, A thing of wonder.
Neither bought nor sold but more valuable than gold. It is built but not by hand. What is it?
What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed?
What is made of wood but can't be sawed?
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.