Answer:
I run around the city, but I never move.
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
a young man was 45 age in 1995 and 40 in 2000 how is it possible
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
Two horses, swiftest traveling, harnessed in a pair, and grazing ever in places. Distant from them.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?