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Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen.
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
What is it that given one, you’ll have either two or none?
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped
Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals. And hides at night?
What do angels sing in the shower?