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I can travel from there to here by disappearing, and here to there by reappearing.
Round like a dishpan and smaller than a bathtub. But the ocean can't fill it. What is it?
What hangs others yet can unintentionally hang itself?
I have legs but walk not, a strong back but work not. Two good arms but reach not. A seat but sit and tarry not.
I'm a type of pizza that is folded in half before cooking to contain a filling
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.