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I can sizzle like bacon. I am made from an egg. I have plenty of backbone but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions but still remain whole. I can be long like a flagpole yet fit in a hole.
I am the beginning of eternity the end of time and space the beginning of every end the end of every place.
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
The more holes you cover the lower I go.
What force and strength cannot get through I with my unique teeth can do.
What language does a billboard speak?