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Alone I am 24th with a friend I am 20. Another friend and I am unclean.
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
Can not be bought, Can not be sold, Even if it's made of gold. What is it?
u always follow me but I am rarely seen
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