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My children are near and far. No matter that I know where they are. The gift I give them make their day. But if I were gone they would wander away.
My tongue hangs out as I run over fields and streets all day. I get tied up every morning and untied at night.
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive.
If Teresa’s daughter is my daughter’s mother, who am I to Teresa?
It can cause deflation of tires when dropped from the rear of spy cars.
You can always find me in the past. I am created in the present, but the future can not change me. What am I?