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I can move even when you are still. I can be one or many.
When set loose I fly away. Never so cursed as when I go astray.
In the land of the green glass door there are riddles but no answers, sheets but no blankets, and books but no words. Name something found in the land of the green glass door.
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
This is in a realm of true and in a realm false, but you experience me as you turn and toss.
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.