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All right, so here is something from me.
I'm just the second on His mind
He thought of Other more than of me
I'm just the second on His mind
Although for me He meant more than She
Me and Him, so alike We
Touch the same iron, touch the same stone
We never speak, We never meet
What tells you who We are? Our hands alone.
Unnecessary to say, along with the correct answer to the riddle, I would like to have also the explanation of the various parts of the riddle. (Don't worry, I am quite convinced that if you have the right answer, you would understand the individual parts of the riddle.)
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"Should the story say 'he ate bread,' the dramatic producer can only show 'a piece of bread' according to his taste or fancy, but the hearer of the story will think of bread in general and picture it in some form of his own." -On Fairy-Stories
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