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Neither bought nor sold but more valuable than gold. It is built but not by hand. What is it?
I scribble forms of the finest letter, And repel elements of the harshest weather. I am an arrow-aimer and a dust-breaker.
It's in your hand though you can not feel it. Only you and time can reveal it.
My first is in blood and also in battle. My second is in acorn, oak, and apple. My third and fourth are both the same. In the center of sorrow and twice in refrain. My fifth starts eternity ending here. My last is the first of last, Oh Dear.
I have rivers without water. Forests without trees. Mountains without rocks. Towns without houses.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?