Ответ: My life can be measured in hours, I live by being devoured. Thin I am fast, Fat I am slow The wind is always my foe. (Candle).An arm points north, east, south, then west. Ever in circles, never pausing to rest. It passes its brother twenty three times, As the sun passes by and the moon starts to climb. (Clock).только это не про рождество

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