You may see me in geometry, Or attached to ice cream. Im used to show an affected area, In games made of dreams. Sometimes filled with snow, sometimes empty on the road, im not hard to find, I am a...

I kiss a circle then say goodbye. It’s hard for me to stay on track during this lullaby.

I read the sky while standing still. I turn without moving. Time obeys me.

A path with walls, a winding craze Find your way through: I’m a

Poor people have it Rich people need it If you eat it you die What is it?