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It floats over the land, It cuts the tallest mountain, Its voice is like a fountain, Its body like a snake, Will flow into a lake.
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
Lives without a body, hears without ears, speaks without a mouth, to which the air alone gives birth. What is it?
Crooked as a rainbow, and slick as a plate, Ten thousand horses can't pull it straight.
Steals an event or even a mood. Reveals the truth or shatters it.
I have two bodies joined together as one. When standing still I run and run.