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You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die. Until you call me again.
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
Pirates put their booty in it.
More precious than gold, but cannot be bought, Can never be sold, only earned if itβs sought, If it is broken it can still be mended, At birth it canβt start nor by death is it ended.
What turns everything around but does not move?
Keep doing me to avoid lens dryness