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#firstriddle
“Ah, riddles,” the voice purred, “Are they not simply wonderful? To mull your mind over a simple description of an item, to have the answer staring at you, And yet, it remains so elusive…" I have no legs to dance, and yet to no sound do I dance. I have no eyes to see, and yet with ease, a certain trail I can follow. I can be useful, I can be harmful, but cold is something I shall never be.
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 1:58 AM UTC
Riddle