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Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
My first is equality; my second is inferiority; my whole is superiority.
Pregnant every time you see her, yet she never will give birth.
What has thirteen hearts But no body or soul?
What do angels sing in the shower?