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In many years, not much has happened. In many minutes, a lot has happened. In one second, everything has happened.
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
I am the yellow hem of the sea's blue skirt.
I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-Βlegged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
Break it and it is better, immediately set and harder to break again.
What do angels sing in the shower?