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Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.
A shimmering field that reaches far. Yet it has no tracks, And is crossed without paths.
When I get closer my tail grows longer, but when I go away my tail leads the way.
The sharp slim blade, that cuts the wind. What is it?
What is the smallest bridge in the world?
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