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What is the global language that bridges speak?

I dance with blades both sharp and bright, opening wide, then closing tight. Two partners moving side by side, to part what once was unified.

I have an arm that can't hold a hand, but that will fling stones across the land.

Now here’s a word that’s rare to find; But examples boundless come to mind. We use this term to make things easy; When two things blend together cheezy Not breakfast lunch, let’s call it brunch; Don’t overthink it though, For if it’s not a dresser or a drawer, it’s just a