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In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
In the night a mountain, in the morning a meadow.
Used left or right, I get to travel over cobblestone or gravel. Used up, I vie for sweet success, used down, I cause men great duress.
Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies wonβt rot!
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?