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What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed?
Searing 'cross the pitchΒ-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.
When liquid splashes me, none seeps through. When I am moved a lot, liquid I spew. When I am hit, color I change. And color, I come in quite a range. What I cover is very complex, and I am very easy to flex.
A mile from end to end, yet as close to as a friend. A precious commodity, freely given. Seen on the dead and on the living. Found on the rich, poor, short and tall, but shared among children most of all.
Has no feet, but travels far. Is literate, but not a scholar. Has no mouth, yet clearly speaks.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail