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I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind. I help others to see.
It is an arctic double breasted formal wear.
What zips through the sky with a tail of fire and dust. It could be an omen, its origin to discuss?
It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes out bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestraint, the planet it roams.
What does no man want, yet no man want to lose?
What do angels sing in the shower?