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A thousand wheels, but move I do not. Call me what I am, call me a lot. What am I?
Everyone has me and no one can lose me. What am I?
I sit high glowing and watch the world go by. Without me everything would seem dull and dangerous. What am I?
I'm not a bird but I can fly through the sky. I'm not a river but I'm full of water.
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk