[Flow]

Originally Posted by Masaii

Thirty white horses on a red hill,
First they champ,
Then they stamp,
Then they stand still.

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A box without hinges, key or lid,
Yet golden treasure inside is hid.

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Pain it heals,
In nature makes meals;
Outdates a mountain,
Its nemesis, a fountain.

Teeth
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An Egg
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That last one was tricky, I would of said the ocean or sea but don't know why a fountain would be its nemesis.