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They can be harbored, but few hold water. You can nurse them, but only by holding them against someone else. You can carry them, but not with your arms. You can bury them, but not in the earth.
What is a five-letter word that has brain in it?
My tongue hangs out as I run over fields and streets all day. I get tied up every morning and untied at night.
It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes out bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestraint, the planet it roams.
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
What is yellow, looks like the moon and has seeds?