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A hole in a pole, though I fill a hole in white. I'm used more by the day, and less by the night.
In this place, people lie, people cry, and people ask why. In this place, people sleep, people weep, and people's solitude, they keep. What is it?
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?
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.
A hill full, a hole full; yet you cannot catch a bowl full. What is it?
I appear in the morning. But am always there. You can never see me. Though I am everywhere. By night I am gone, though I sometimes never was. Nothing can defeat me. But I am easily gone.