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By the way, what never moves, wears shoes, sandals and boots, but has no feet?
Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.
What moves without seeing and cries without eyes?
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
Forward Iām heavy, but backwards Iām not.
Do what he says and you'll be fine, don't and you lose the game.