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Alive without breath, As cold as death, Clad in mail never clinking, Never thirsty, ever drinking
It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes out bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestraint, the planet it roams.
This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down.
I am a span of time you can always see through I am also the timepiece with the most pieces. What am I?
I turn around once. What is out will not get in. I turn around again. What is in will not get out.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?