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They belong to me; they belong to you; They can make you feel happy or make you feel blue; They never end until the day you do.
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
Hard to catch, easy to hold. Can't be seen, unless it's cold
Iron on a mammal. Mammal on your feet.
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
I can only be played on a windy day