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I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-Βlegged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
I am the third from a sparkle bright, I thrive throughout the day and night. Deep in the path of a cows white drink. I've had thousands of millions of years to think. But one of my creatures is killing me. And so the question I ask to thee, is
I am the yellow hem of the sea's blue skirt.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped
What has two legs but doesn't walk?
How do you know if a sniper likes you?