Jul 072014
| I mirror your image with cold delight; falling lighter than air but cannot be moved. I am dragged along yet I feel no pain. I hide in the darkness and play in the light.
What am I? |
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| I mirror your image with cold delight; falling lighter than air but cannot be moved. I am dragged along yet I feel no pain. I hide in the darkness and play in the light.
What am I? |
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