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I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
It regulates our daily movements, but it feels no interest in our lives. It directs us when to come and go, but does not care if we pay attention. What is it?
A dragon's tooth in a mortal's hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
When I'm born I fly. When I'm alive I lay. When I'm dead I run.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.