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An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.
Slayer of regrets, old and new, sought by many, found by few.
It is the electronic version of junk mail or a salty meat in a can.
A shimmering field that reaches far. Yet it has no tracks, And is crossed without paths.
Sometimes I am loud. And viewed with distaste. Poke out my 'eye', then I'm on the front of your face.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail
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What am I?