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Bright as diamonds, Loud as thunder, Never still, A thing of wonder.
In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
There are two bodies on the floor. They are surrounded by water and broken glass. How did they die?
What goes up when the rain comes down?
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?