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Some live in me, some live on. And some shave me to stride upon. I rarely leave my native land. Until my death I always stand. High and low I may be found. Both above and below ground.
Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones
When set loose I fly away. Never so cursed as when I go astray.
What two things can always see what the other sees, but can never see each other?
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes. I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
What do angels sing in the shower?