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Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
I hide but my head is outside.
A hill full, a hole full, yet you cannot catch a bowl full.
What goes up when the rain comes down?
Covered in stone and sun. It's home to many but also none. What is it?
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped