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Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen.
People like this usually live in rural areas, unless they are lucky enough to strike oil and move to Beverly Hills.
What has thirteen hearts But no body or soul?
I always run but never walk, I sometimes sing but cannot talk, No head on which a hat to place, You always look me in the face.
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?