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After parting from the world we know, and dying even though we said, the sickness spread, and health is gone, and now this bond is surely dead. What do we do?
Paper, metal, rectangle, round. You have better fortune if one is found.
I make a sound through night and day, you do not like and summer stay.
By sun and wind, and plant and sea, I feed and feed the world with me.
Red, yellow, orange, or green?
I took away the words from lead.
Amber, red, cycles, dead.
You can follow me, catch me, and wear me, but hounds find me best.
I don't have fingers, but I can point.
Pan, powder, bottle, and breast.
I can't pull myself together. Can you help?
I can creep up on you at any time of day, but I normally get you at night.
After parting from the world we know, and dying even though we said, the sickness spread, and health is gone, and now this bond is surely dead. What do we do?