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It can pierce the best armor and make swords crumble with a rub, yet for all its power It can't harm a wooden club.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
I am a span of time you can always see through I am also the timepiece with the most pieces. What am I?
Inside a great blue castle lives a shy young maid. She blushes in the morning and comes not out at night.
I heard of a wonder, of words moth-eaten. That is a strange thing, I thought, weird. That a man's song be swallowed by a worm. His blinded sentences, his bedside stand-by rustled in the night - and the robber-guest. Not one wit the wiser. For the words he had mumbled.
I can only be played on a windy day