Riddle: Be you ever so quick, with vision keen, by your eyes, we are never seen. Unless perchance it should come to pass, you see our reflection in a looking glass. What are we?
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Riddle: A circle of stones, never in rows. Stacked one on the other, mystery it sows. What is it?
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