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I bubble and laugh and spit water in your face. I am no lady, and I don't wear lace.
If you break me, I do not stop working. If you touch me, I may be snared. If you lose me, nothing will matter.
What wears a coat in the winter and pants in the summer?
What measures out time until in time all is smashed to it?
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?