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Everyone has it and no one can lose it, what is it?
What turns everything around but does not move?
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
What flares up and does a lot of good, and when it dies is just a piece of wood?
We travel much, yet prisoners are, and close confined to boot. Yet with any horse, we will keep the pace, and will always go on foot.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail