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This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.
What's black when you get it, red when you use it, and white when you're all through with it?
My first is nothing but a nameอพ my second is more smallอพ my whole is of so little fame it has no name at all.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?