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We are few to the wise; We are abundant to the drunken; We can calm the beast and are precious to the child; We can devour the heart, without piercing the skin
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.
Take one out and scratch my head I am now black but once was red.
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?