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Not a burden for its weight and daily carried out, He who takes it wishes it had never come about
What gets closer when you blink?
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive.
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
Just head and foot yet never tires of dancing.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?