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I have one eye. See near and far. I hold the moments you treasure and the things that make you weep.
Talks like this, a green wise man does. Guess my clue, you will.
A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky. Atop a tender strand, rising from the land, until killed by maiden's hand. Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye.
What goes around and around the wood, but never goes into the wood?
I don't have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now I'm white and empty.
A word of five letters, Upside down is the same, A shark does this, But itβs not to blame. What is the word?