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What can be seen but never found that only hides in the unwound?
Three little letters. A paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.
I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear.
What goes up when the rain comes down?
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