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Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
Often held but never touched. Always wet but never rusts. Often bits but seldom bit. To use it well you must have wit.
When I live I cry, If you don't kill me I'll die.
What measures out time until in time all is smashed to it?
Flat as a leaf, round as a ring. Has two eyes, can't see a thing.
Why was the cook arrested?