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What has roots that nobody sees, and is taller than trees. Up, up it goes, and yet it never grows.
They try to beat me, they try in vain. And when I win, I end the pain.
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.
What binds two people yet touches only one?
What can be seen but never found that only hides in the unwound?
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?