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Golden treasure I contain, Guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew
the day before yesterday tom turned 15 next year he will turn 18 when is his birthday
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
The person who makes it has no need for it. The person who purchases it does not use it. The person who does use it does not know he or she is. What is it?
I am a good state, there can be no doubt of itΝΎ But those who are in, entirely are out of it.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?