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In the night a mountain, in the morning a meadow.
What can be seen but never found that only hides in the unwound?
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
You can spin, wheel and twist. But this thing can turn without moving.
I can only be played on a windy day