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A red drum which sounds without being touched, and grows silent, when it is touched.
It's in your hand though you can not feel it. Only you and time can reveal it.
I grow where no flower grows, where no light touches the walls, up or down, that I don't care, was here before people were.
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?