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As a whole, I am both safe and secure. Behead me, I become a place of meeting. Behead me again, I am the partner of ready. Restore me, I become the domain of beasts.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk
I don't have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now I'm white and empty.
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
What flares up and does a lot of good, and when it dies is just a piece of wood?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?