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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.
The one who makes it, sells it. The one who buys it, never uses it. The one that uses it never knows that heβs using it.
I can ruin your day, or darken your life. And while I'm expected, I'm never alright. I'm bad for business, and worse for your hair. Wherever I am, there's something not there.
What has a single eye but cannot see?
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble
What do angels sing in the shower?