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Turns us on our backs, and open up our stomachs. You will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
I am a good state, there can be no doubt of itΝΎ But those who are in, entirely are out of it.
What points the way without a hand. It floats on water but exists on land?
What binds two people yet touches only one?
What language does a billboard speak?