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When you stop and look, you can always see me. If you try to touch, you cannot feel me. I cannot move, but as you near me, I will move away from you.
In your fire you hear me scream, creaking and whining, yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
A beacon from home to guide your way. It can be a lifesaver on a stormy day. What is it?
What can be forever wound up but never annoyed?
I am so simple that I can only point. Yet I guide men all over the world.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?