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I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.
I have a hundred legs but cannot stand a long neck but no head and I eat the maid's life. What am I?
I fly yet I have no wings. I cry yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me. Lower light I never see.
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go thought follows close behind.
I must be broken before you can use me. What am I?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk