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We hurt without moving. We poison without touching. We bear the truth and the lies. We are not to be judged by our size.What are we?
What can you catch but not throw?
When the creeper passes, all the grass kneels
Always old, sometimes new. Never sad, sometimes blue. Never empty, sometimes full. Never pushes, always pulls.
It's a game played by serious people that takes place on a global scale.
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!