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What weaves webs as they grow?
What does man love more than life, fear more than death or mortal strife. What the poor have, the rich require, and what contented men desire. What the miser spends, and the spendthrift saves. And all men carry to their graves.
A house of wood in a hidden place. Built without nails or glue. High above the earthen ground. It holds pale gems of blue.
When it comes in, From sea to shore, Twenty paces you'll see, No less, no more.
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. You can see, and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?