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What bird can lift the heaviest weight?
I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
Though easy to spot, when allowed to plume, It is hard to see, when held in a room.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.