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My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute. For my face is yellow my hair is white and my body is green.
I am the heart that does not beat. If cut, I bleed without blood. I can fly, but have no wings. I can float, but have no fins. I can sing, but have no mouth.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.
I'm the source of all emotion, but I'm caged in a white prison.
I pass before the sun, but make no shadow.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped