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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.
Talks like this, a green wise man does. Guess my clue, you will.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
You seek it out, when your hunger is ripe. It sits on four legs, and smokes a pipe.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?