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In this place, people lie, people cry, and people ask why. In this place, people sleep, people weep, and people's solitude, they keep. What is it?
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
What does a WW1 Trench, A Submarine and a Popular Phone App all have in common?
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes. I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?