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Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones
The land was white the seed was black it'll take a good scholar to riddle me that. What is it?
What weaves webs as they grow?
It's got twists and turns, but has no curves. Twist it to fix it, turn it to ruin it. What is it?
I'm simple for a few people. But hard for them to hear. I live inside of secrets. I bring people's worst fears. What am I?
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