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You heart it speak, for it has a hard tongue. But it cannot breathe, for it has not a lung.
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
What can you fold but not crease?
A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.
Lighter than what I am made of, More of me is hidden Than is seen.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?