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In many years, not much has happened. In many minutes, a lot has happened. In one second, everything has happened.
The stack just might be sent all over. Full of what's new, yet it's nearly obsolete.
I'm a type of pizza that is folded in half before cooking to contain a filling
A hill full, a hole full; yet you cannot catch a bowl full. What is it?
What has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees. Up, up it goes, and yet never grows?
I have feet on my head