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Do you know what you can hold without ever touching it?
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
He stands beside the road. In a purple cap at tattered green cloak. Those who touch him, curse him.
Tool of thief, toy of queen. Always used to be unseen. Sign of joy, sign of sorrow. Giving all likeness borrowed.
Weight in my belly, Trees on my back, I travel fast in my place, but feet is a feature I lack
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?