I Generate Fear But Am Quiet As A Mouse
I can generate fear and some say I come out of your ears. I’m quiet as a mouse but not welcomed in the house.
Smoke.
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Never Resting, Never Still
Never resting, never still,
Silently moving from hill to hill,
I do not walk, run or trot,
But all is cool where I am not.
What am I?
Sunlight (or sunshine).
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A City in the Twilight
Half-way up the hill, I see thee at last, lying beneath me with thy sounds and sights — A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.
The Past (Longfellow).
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