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What can't you see, hear or feel, until itβs too late. What shadows love, and shopkeepers hate?
What can you hold in your left hand but can never hold in your right hand?
Where humans breathe liquid.
In spring I look gay, Covered in a green array, The warmer it gets the more clothing I wear, As the cold grows, I throw away my clothes.
Very helpful if you intend to go gently down a river.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?