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Half-way up the hill, I see you at last, lying beneath me with your sounds and sights. A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.
I go around in circles, but always straight ahead. Never complain, no matter where I am led.
What holds names and memories which are not its own?
Creatures of power, creatures of grade, creatures of beauty, creatures of strength. As for their lives, they set everything's pace. For all things must come to live. Under their emerald embraceย Either in their life or in their death.
Round as an apple, deep as a cup, and all the kings' horses can't fill it up. What is it?
Why did the stadium get so hot after the game?