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A house where you are brought, If they find you or get caught. If you cross the government, This is where you will be sent.
A tower at the root of all confusion.
A young man wants to have it, but when he has it he no longer wants it. Blade in hand he attacks it And does his best to remove it. Yet he knows that it is all in vain.
I question what lies above, and Iām shared with those you love. At my sound your hands will shake, and oft heard soon after wake. A card not found in a deck.
The eight of us go forth not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What are we?
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.