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My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.
I am heavy forward but backward I am not. What am I?
I keep growing and am practically indestructible. I get eaten, but always come back. I survive cold and lie everywhere. You see me everyday. What am I?
When I come in from sea to shore twenty paces you'll see No less no more.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?