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same time goes down. Up toward the sky and down toward the ground. It's present tense and past tense too; Come for a ride just me and you. Question: What is it? I am never quite what I appear to be. Straight-forward I seem but it's only skin deep For mystery most often lies beneath my simple speech. Sharpen your wits, open your eyes, look beyond my exteriors; Read me backwards, forwards, upside down. Think critically and answer the question. Question: What am I? You can see nothing else. When you look in my face I will look you in the eye and I will never lie. Question: What am I? See answers |
