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I always run but never walk, I sometimes sing but cannot talk, No head on which a hat to place, You always look me in the face.

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Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?

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My first is equality; my second is inferiority; my whole is superiority.

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Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.

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I can be short and sometimes hot. When displayed, I rarely impress.

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Always old, sometimes new. Never sad, sometimes blue. Never empty, sometimes full. Never pushes, always pulls.

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