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Plow and hoe, reap and sow, What soon does every farmer grow?
What is given but kept by the giver?
Though blind as well, can lead the blind well.
Soft and fragile is my skin, I get my growth in mud. Iām dangerous as much as pretty, for if not careful, I draw blood.
I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.