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I am alive without breath and cold as death. I am never thirsty but always drinking.
What's made of water but if you put it into water it will die?
In my yard there's a bed with no pillows a trunk with no clothes a branch with no leaves. What am I looking at?
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
I am in the past, never in the future. I don't exist, but have existed. I saw what you saw, and this is what I will ever see. What am I?
Mountains will crumble and temples will fall. And no man can survive its endless call.