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You throw me out when you want to use me, but take me in when you donβt want to use me. What am I?
I moan I groan I chase after you. I never seem to rest. Timeβs up for you.
You went into the woods and got me. You sat down to seek me. You brought me home because you couldn't find me.
It rows quickly with four oars but never comes out from under its own roof. What is it?
You can read me both ways I wear; One way it's a number reversed a snare.
I am used for light yet I am solid. Without me you would feel enclosed. I hate being touched especially with a lot of force. I like to be in buildings.