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What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?
What kind of running means walking?
What can be seen but never found that only hides in the unwound?
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.
Why was the cook arrested?