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It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes out bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestraint, the planet it roams.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.
What has roots that nobody sees, and is taller than trees. Up, up it goes, and yet it never grows.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.