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It is hate and has hate in it, but it isn’t hate.
They're big and yet so far away, We see them at the end of day. They're small and they're above. We see them when we close our eyes, Each time we are in love.
What has two ends but no beginning?
What tire doesn’t move when a car turns right?
From house to house I go, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide. And whether there’s rain or snow I always stay outside. What am I?
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