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Sometimes imaginary and sometimes real, sometimes they are the closest and dearest person outside the family. Who are they?
What comes in many varieties and can't be seen or touched, but it often makes you move?
What is the end of everything?
Never ahead, ever behind, yet flying swiftly pastอพ For a child I last forever, for adults I'm gone too fast.
I always run but never walk, I sometimes sing but cannot talk, No head on which a hat to place, You always look me in the face.
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, youโll likely die. What am I?