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I am mother and father, but never birth or nurse. I'm rarely still, but I never wander.
If you happen to wear one of these warm garments around, you might get doused in red paint.
It is worldwide, but once only a spider could weave one
I have four wings but cannot fly. I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot always found, toiling away with little sound.
A hole in a pole, though I fill a hole in white. I'm used more by the day, and less by the night.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.