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Deep, deep, do they go. Spreading out as they go. Never needing any air. They are sometimes as fine as hair
It comes only before, it comes only after. Rises only in darkness, but rises only in light. It is always the same, but is yet always different.
What has only two words, but thousands of letters?
A canvas full of stars.
With sharp edged wit and pointed poise. It can settle disputes without making a noise.
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?