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Born of sorrow, grow with age, you need a lot of me to be a sage. What am I?
I go around a yard but do not move. What am I?
When I get closer my tail grows longer but when I go away my tail leads the way.
I'll bring out your bulls and slow your roll. I may even come out of your skull.
One pace to the north. Two paces to the east. Two paces to the south. Two paces to the west. One pace to the north.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?