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How can you burn an apple, blueberry, rose and pumpkin without leaving any ashes but retaining the smell of it?
I have rivers without water. Forests without trees. Mountains without rocks. Towns without houses.
My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale. But I'm always ready to tell a tale.
They made me a mouth, but didn't give me breath. Water gives me life, but the sun brings me death.
What can be seen but never found that only hides in the unwound?
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.