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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.
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
It cannot be seen, it weighs nothing, but when put into a barrel, it makes it lighter.
What can be underwater, under fire, on fire and taking water all at the same time?
You use a knife to slice my head. And weep beside me when I am dead.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.