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What is it that you must give before you can keep it.
What surrounds the world, yet dwells within a thimble?
Ten men's strength, ten men's length. Ten men can't break it, yet a young boy walks off with it.
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
I have a face, yet no senses. But I don't really care, because time is of the essence.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?