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It's in your hand though you can not feel it. Only you and time can reveal it.
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
It is an arctic double breasted formal wear.
Hold the tail, while I fish for you.
You can spin, wheel and twist, but this thing can turn without moving. What is it?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?