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A Cloud.

Riddle Me This...

Often talked of, never seen,
Ever coming, never been.
Daily looked for, never here,
Still approaching, coming near.
Thousands for my visit wait,
But alas, for their fate,
Though they expect me to appear,
They will never find me here.
What am I?
The future?
Tomorrow...

Riddle Me This...

My step is slow, the snow's my breath,
I give the ground a grinding death.
My marching makes an end to me,
slain by sun or drowned in sea.
earthquakes?

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Glacier

Riddle Me This...

What howls and whistles and moans, all in the very same day, what one moment playfully tugs at you're hair, then the next makes even the mighty trees sway.

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The wind! Finally I can get one right!

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