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Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.
What's black when you get it, red when you use it, and white when you're all through with it?
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt, my merest touch brings laughter.
Iron on a mammal. Mammal on your feet.
You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?
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