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They made me a mouth, but didn't give me breath. Water gives me life, but the sun brings me death.
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
You heart it speak, for it has a hard tongue. But it cannot breathe, for it has not a lung.
Once they sailed the sea, now they surf the web
I always run but never walk, I sometimes sing but cannot talk, No head on which a hat to place, You always look me in the face.
This small, round stone fruit that is typically bright or dark red, is often served on top of whipped cream on a milk shake.