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I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
What can stand in place of a country but still fold away in a drawer?
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.
A hill full, a hole full; yet you cannot catch a bowl full. What is it?
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.