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Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
As a whole, I am both safe and secure. Behead me, I become a place of meeting. Behead me again, I am the partner of ready. Restore me, I become the domain of beasts.
They can float and tickle, but their sound is rarely heard unless you're a pillow or bird. What are they?
I walked and walked and at last I got it. I didn't want it. So I stopped and looked for it. When I found it, I threw it away.
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?