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Aug 14. 2025
I have hundreds of eyes, but they cannot see, I can fan out my pride, yet do not stir a zephyr, my elegance always strikes your eyes. What am I?
Aug 14. 2025
I have hundreds of eyes, but they cannot see, I can fan out my pride, yet do not stir a zephyr, my elegance always strikes your eyes. What am I?