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We are all around, yet to us you are half blind. Sunlight makes us invisible, and difficult to find
Two horses, swiftest traveling, harnessed in a pair, and grazing ever in places. Distant from them.
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
When liquid splashes me, none seeps through. When I am moved a lot, liquid I spew. When I am hit, color I change. And color, I come in quite a range. What I cover is very complex, and I am very easy to flex.
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
What is always coming but never arrives?