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Soldiers line up spaced with pride. Two long rows lined side by side. One sole unit can decide, if the rows will unite or divide.
I have a tongue, but do not talk. I follow close, but neither run nor walk. Coupled and hitched, but never married. You couldn't bear the load I've carried.
A harvest sown and reaped on the same day in an unplowed field. Which increases without growing, remains whole though it is eaten within and without. Is useless and yet the staple of nations.
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail