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If Teresa’s daughter is my daughter’s mother, who am I to Teresa?
To cross the water I'm the way, for water I'm above. I touch it not and, truth to say, I neither swim nor move.
What force and strength cannot get through. I, with a gentle touch, can do. Many in the street would stand. Were I not a friend at hand.
What stays on the ground but never gets dirty?
A hill full, a hole full; yet you cannot catch a bowl full. What is it?
Why is the letter B always cool?