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I moan I groan I chase after you. I never seem to rest. Timeβs up for you.
My head and tail both equal are my middle slender as a bee. Whether I stand on head or heel Is quite the same to you or me. But if my head should be cut off the matter's true though passing strange directly I to nothing change.
Lighter than what I am made of. More of me is hidden than seen. What am I?
Some try to hide some try to cheat. But time will show we always will meet. Try as you might to guess my name. I promise you'll know when you I do claim.
I get thrown in the air and will fall down. I get thrown down and I will rise in the air. What am I?
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