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What goes through the door without pinching itself? What sits on the stove without burning itself? What sits on the table and is not ashamed?
What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
Thirty white horses on a red hill, First they champ, Then they stamp, Then they stand still.
Both old people and owls are said to be possessing this trait
Iron roof, glass walls, burns and burns and never falls.
I never sleep yet sometimes I weep. I can get angry or just be happy. Wherever you go, I will follow. No matter what you do, I will be there. I cannot die. What am I?