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What is always on its way but never arrives?
Sheets of paper that tell new stories each day.
What can be measured but has no length, width or height?
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
Nothing specific, but more than a few. This many clustered, together will do.
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