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There is someone, and there is always another, for without the other, there wouldn't be one
What is often returned, but never borrowed/
In your fire you hear me scream, creaking and whining, yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
The person who makes it has no need for it. The person who purchases it does not use it. The person who does use it does not know he or she is. What is it?
A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?