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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 ask no questions but receive a lot of answers. What am I?
I am all around you, but you cannot see me. I have no throat, but you can hear me. Valued during summer but despised in the winter. What am I?
Find me on body builders or in the drink aisle.
Golden treasure I contain guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed then left to build my treasure anew.
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