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What is that which, though black itself, enlightens the world without burning?
What can be heard and caught but never seen?
You can read it both ways, I wearΝΎ One way it's a number, reversed a snare.
In the night a mountain, in the morning a meadow.
When young, I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged, I make you gay. When old, I am valued more than ever.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.