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Soldiers line up spaced with pride. Two long rows lined side by side. One sole unit can decide, if the rows will unite or divide.
A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
Three little letters, a paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail
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What am I?