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A hundred arms, a thousand fingers, but I have no eyes to see where I linger. What am I?
My seas have no water, my mountains have no rock, and my land has no grass. What am I?
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes yet I see. You can see and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
I am a mountain at night, meadow at day. What am I?
Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not. What am I?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.