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There are several different kinds, but the one you pick doesn't do its job. What is it?
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.
What has wings, but can not fly. Is enclosed, but can outside also lie. Can open itself up, or close itself away. Is the place of kings and queens and doggerel of every means. What is it upon which I stand? Which can lead us to different lands.
Alive without breath, As cold as death, Clad in mail never clinking, Never thirsty, ever drinking
if your love your mom and your dad and your brother and your family members but no one knows who your are who are you?
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.