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I move without wings, Between silken string, I leave as you find, My substance behind.
I have one eye. See near and far. I hold the moments you treasure and the things that make you weep.
What breaks on the water but never on the land?
I saw a man in white, he looked quite a sight. He was not old, but he stood in the cold. And when he felt the sun, he started to run. Who could he be? Please answer me.
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.