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I fly, yet I have no wings. I cry, yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me. Lower light I never see.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes. I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
What goes further the slower it goes?
Both punishment and sweet reward, It will befall both fool and lord. It is a spiritual scoreboard, Your every deed it does record.
It's what light turns into in the night