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In the evening I'm long, in the morning I'm smallอพ When seen in a ballroom, I'm nothing at all.
More precious than gold, but cannot be bought, Can never be sold, only earned if itโs sought, If it is broken it can still be mended, At birth it canโt start nor by death is it ended.
Power enough to smash ships and crush roofs. Yet it still must fear the sun.
I weaken all men for hours each day. I show you strange visions while you are away. I take you by night, by day take you back. None suffer to have me, but do from my lack.
If you have it, you want to share it. If you share it, you don't have it.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?