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I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
He has married many women, but has never been married. Who is he?
What do angels sing in the shower?