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The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape from my crystal cage.
I am mother and father, but never birth or nurse. I'm rarely still, but I never wander.
In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
It is an arctic double breasted formal wear.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail