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What flies forever, Rests never?
A dagger thrust at my own heart, dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield, to the twisting of the blade.
What looks back but cannot see?
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
Its title means book.
What do you call a skeleton that makes you laugh and giggle when youβre sad?