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My first half is normally made of stone, my second is crazy, and I taste sweet when complete.
The more you take, the more you leave behind.
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
It is more feared than fear itself, And no one can escape it. It takes no sides and does not judge, it does not know to hold a grudge. It is the most clearest result, Of how life beats you by default.
What goes with a car, comes with a car, is no use to a car but a car cannot move without it?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?