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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.
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
What is full of holes, but can still hold a lot of water?
Everyone has it and no one can lose it, what is it?
A hill full, a hole full; yet you cannot catch a bowl full. What is it?
What do angels sing in the shower?