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I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night never alone. my tongue hangs out waiting to be fed during the day.
I am born in fear raised in truth and I come to my own in deed. When comes a time that I'm called forth I come to serve the cause of need.
I cut through evil like a double edged sword and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise through battles fought with heart and mind instead of with my gaze.
I'm not alive but I grow I don't have lungs but I need air I don't have a mouth but water can kill me. What am I?
First you see me in the grass dressed in yellow gay; next I am in dainty white, then I fly away. What am I?
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