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What measures out time until in time all is smashed to it?
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Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, grown in the darkness, a lady's delight.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatโs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.