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Tall in the morning, short at noon, gone at night. But I'll be back soon.
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, then throw away the inside. What is it?
Hard to catch, easy to hold. Can't be seen, unless it's cold.
Inside a great blue castle lives a shy young maid. She blushes in the morning and comes not out at night.
In this place, people lie, people cry, and people ask why. In this place, people sleep, people weep, and people's solitude, they keep. What is it?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.