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I have a tongue, but do not talk. I follow close, but neither run nor walk. Coupled and hitched, but never married. You couldn't bear the load I've carried.
What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?
I have four wings but cannot fly. I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot always found, toiling away with little sound.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.