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Looks like water, but it's heat. Sits on sand, lays on concrete. A play on the eyes, but it's all lies.
When liquid splashes me, none seeps through. When I am moved a lot, liquid I spew. When I am hit, color I change. And color, I come in quite a range. What I cover is very complex, and I am very easy to flex.
Large as a mountain, small as a pea, Endlessly swimming in a water-less sea.
When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
I have a hundred legs, but cannot stand. I have a long neck, but no head. I cannot see. I'm neat and tidy as can be.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?