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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 march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
People like this usually live in rural areas, unless they are lucky enough to strike oil and move to Beverly Hills.
To cross the water I'm the way, for water I'm above. I touch it not and, truth to say, I neither swim nor move.
A device for finding furniture in the dark.
I have feet on my head