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I begin and have no end. Eventually, I will be the ending of all that has begun. What am I?
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers and crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me. What am I?
You write on me and secrets I can keep. In places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board I'm often described like a mop.
I am a precious stone as clear as diamond. Seek me out while the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with my power try to keep me and I'll vanish in an hour.
I am a protector. I sit on a bridge. One person can see right through me while others wonder what I hide.
A cowboy rode into Friday. He stayed in town for three days and rode back on friday. How is that possible?