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What force and strength cannot get through. I, with a gentle touch, can do. Many in the street would stand. Were I not a friend at hand.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
What surrounds the world, yet dwells within a thimble?
What is pronounced like one letter, written with three letters. And belongs to all animals?
Though easy to spot, when allowed to plume, It is hard to see, when held in a room.
In birth I spring forth, in life I unfold. In death I wilt and die, but rebirth restores all.