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I run around the city, but I never move.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
In the evening I'm long, in the morning I'm smallΝΎ When seen in a ballroom, I'm nothing at all.
Thousands of these come together to make a digital image. What is it?
I can only be played on a windy day