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They belong to me; they belong to you; They can make you feel happy or make you feel blue; They never end until the day you do.
It floats over the land, It cuts the tallest mountain, Its voice is like a fountain, Its body like a snake, Will flow into a lake.
Two bodies have I, though both joined in one. The more still I stand, the quicker I run.
I am believed to be only one dimensional, and tinier than anything can be, and there are many who say that I am the basis of all that we see. What am I?
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.