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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.
These are the bumpy parts of your digits
I reach for the sky, but clutch to the ground. Sometimes I leave, but I am always around
What dentists battle on a daily basis
In the middle of night, I surround the gong. In the middle of sight, I end the song
What language does a billboard speak?