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I am so simple that I can only point. Yet I guide men all over the world.
I have legs but never walk, I may have flowers but no soil, I hold food but never eat.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
The sharp slim blade, that cuts the wind.
I am always in front of you, but you will never see me. What am I?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?