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My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale. But I'm always ready to tell a tale.
A certain wizard resided in a city made from this gemstone.
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
A woman shoots her husband, then holds him under water for five minutes. Finally, she hangs him. Five minutes later they enjoy a wonderful dinner together. How can this be?
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.