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My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face. Careering along, yet always in place, the thought has often come into my mind. If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.
Do what he says and you'll be fine, don't and you lose the game.
We are all around, yet to us you are half blind. Sunlight makes us invisible, and difficult to find
What is it that you must give before you can keep it.
There are millions of me. I am very small but when moving fast I am deadly.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?