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What always runs but never walks, often murmurs, never talks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a mouth but never eats?
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
What do you fill with empty hands?
What can be heard and caught but never seen?
What does man love more than life, fear more than death or mortal strife. What the poor have, the rich require, and what contented men desire. What the miser spends, and the spendthrift saves. And all men carry to their graves.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?