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Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. What is it?
What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
Has feathers but can't fly. Rests on legs but can't walk.
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
When I live I cry, If you don't kill me I'll die.
You can always see it, but it's too far away to touch. Mountains rest on it, and at sea it surrounds you. What is it?