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When set loose I fly away. Never so cursed as when I go astray.
What gets beaten, and whipped, but never cries?
Round like a dishpan and smaller than a bathtub. But the ocean can't fill it. What is it?
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?