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The root tops the trunk on this backward thing, that grows in the winter and dies in the spring.
You can spin, wheel and twist. But this thing can turn without moving.
I can travel from there to here by disappearing, and here to there by reappearing.
There are two meanings to me. With one I may need to be broken, with the other I hold on. My favorite characteristic is my charming dimple.
We travel much, yet prisoners are, and close confined to boot. Yet with any horse, we will keep the pace, and will always go on foot.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.