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I was born of mire and muck; Of velvets and of rags. I bear your secrets and share your sweat, Lying patiently in wait. I've never sinned, but still I'm hated- Drowned, beaten, then hanged. But the work is never done; I'll rise again in seven days.
Who has married many women but never has been married who is he
A doctor might remove one from the neck of a Dracula victim.
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, and throw away the inside. What is it?
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