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The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
What always runs but never walks, often murmurs, never talks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a mouth but never eats?
It is sometimes known to have silver linings.
I walked and walked and at last I got it. I didn't want it. So I stopped and looked for it. When I found it, I threw it away.
Who is it that rows quickly with four oars, but never comes out from under his own roof?
What is always coming but never arrives?