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I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes - yet move all over the place.
Walk on the living, they donโt even mumble, Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
Who works when he plays and plays when he works?
The older they are the less wrinkles they have.
It's usually found dried, but often kept slicker. Above another need, it's said to be thicker. What is it?
I march before armies a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.