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Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
What do you have when you're sitting down that you don't have when you're standing up?
Some live in me, some live on. And some shave me to stride upon. I rarely leave my native land. Until my death I always stand. High and low I may be found. Both above and below ground.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
Has no feet, but travels far. Is literate, but not a scholar. Has no mouth, yet clearly speaks.
Dry though I may be, I am still a sea.
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What am I?