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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.
You can hold it without using your hands or arms. What is it?
Come up and let us go. Go down and here we stay
A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.
What has wings, but can not fly. Is enclosed, but can outside also lie. Can open itself up, or close itself away. Is the place of kings and queens and doggerel of every means. What is it upon which I stand? Which can lead us to different lands.
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