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41I follow you in sun's bright gleam, grow long at dusk, vanish in dream. No weight or voice, yet always seen, light chases me to nowhere's stream. What am I?
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1741I follow you in sun's bright gleam, grow long at dusk, vanish in dream. No weight or voice, yet always seen, light chases me to nowhere's stream. What am I?
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