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What is always on its way but never arrives?
Who has married hundreds but always been single?
Your reflection can be seen here, as long as youβre not moving.
I never was but am always to be, and everyone looks forward to me
I run cold and hot, I look blue but am red. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?