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They come to witness the night without being called, a sailor's guide and a poet's tears. They are lost to the sight each day without the hand of a thief.
I am the red tongue of the earth, that buries cities.
Used to keep prisoners silent and to make temporary repairs on cars.
The lunch destination of choice for teenagers and hospital employees.
I have joy in bringing two together, but darning my existence! My life hangs by a thread, filled with ups, downs and resistance!
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?