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I grow where no flower grows, where no light touches the walls, up or down, that I don't care, was here before people were.
You heart it speak, for it has a hard tongue. But it cannot breathe, for it has not a lung.
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble
When the creeper passes, all the grass kneels
When the son of the water returns to the parent, it dies. What is it?
The strangest creature you'll ever find: Two eyes in front and many many more behind.