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What do you have when you're sitting down that you don't have when you're standing up?
You can see nothing else, When you look in my face, I will look you in the eye, And I will never lie.
Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. What is it?
What weaves webs as they grow?
What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?