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Tool of thief, toy of queen. Always used to be unseen. Sign of joy, sign of sorrow. Giving all likeness borrowed.
how many words are in those books
Through its wounds, water does run. It once held many but now has none. What is it?
When young, I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged, I make you gay. When old, I am valued more than ever.
Two brothers we are, great burdens we bear. All day we are bitterly pressed. Yet this I will say, we are full all the day, and empty when go to rest.
The warmer I am the fresher I am.