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It moves around in circles. We see it as we turn. It keeps us always warm. Always alive and always dying, Across the sky we see it flying, But touch it and we burn.
A man without bones whose flesh is cold. A man unthinking who is always shrinking. Who is he?
It is a place of play on a sunny day. Winter will come and take all the fun, but we'll be back in May. What is it?
It breathes fire in fairyยญ-tales
It is the transportation of choice for princesses to attend balls.
If itโs information you seek, come and see me. If itโs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?