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Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
What goes through cities and fields but never moves?
Better touch me before you proceed to second. What am I?
I plow and plow but never sow.
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
you hold my tail while I fish for you
What am I?
Animal
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