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I can swim but never get wet. I can run but never get tired. I follow you everywhere but never say a word.
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood, stone as skin long I stood. What am I?
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust. What am I?
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course. What am I?
Adored by few, feared and hated by many. Mistress of the entire universal reason, master in the art of numbers. Some may have solved many of my mysteries, but there are still many of them to find. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?