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I moan I groan I chase after you. I never seem to rest. Timeβs up for you.
I make everyone blind. You can't see me but I will always come back for you. What am I?
Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain; doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What am I?
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
I'm a precious stone in a pack of cards. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.