In this sentence how does the word sleeping function? sleeping is my favorite activity. infinitive adjective gerund verb

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What is the theme of the poem, my tongue is divided into two by quique aviles? my tongue is divided into twoby virtue, coincidence or heavenwords jumping out of my mouthstepping on each otherenjoying being a voice for the messageexpecting conclusionsmy tongue is divided into twointo heavy accent bits of confusioninto miracles and accidentssaying things that hurt the heartdrowning in a language that lives, jumps, translatesmy tongue is divided by natureby our crazy desire to triumph and conquerthis tongue is cut up into equal piecesone wants to curse and sing out loudthe other one simply wants to ask for watermy tongue is divided into twoone side likes to partythe other one takes refuge in prayingtongueenglish of the funny soundstonguefunny sounds in englishtonguesounds funny in englishtonguein funny english soundsmy tongue sometimes acts like twoand it goes crazynot knowing which side should be speakingwhich side translatingmy tongue is divided into twoa border patrol runs through the middlefrisking wordsasking for proper identificationchecking for pronunciationmy tongue is divided into twomy tongue is divided into twoi like my tongueit says what feels righti like my tongueit says what feels rightby quique aviles

Which line in this excerpt from the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald contains a simile? about half way between west egg and new york the motor-road hastily joins the railroad and runs beside it for a quarter of a mile, so as to shrink away from a certain desolate area of land. this is a valley of ashes—a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and finally, with a transcendent effort, of men who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air. occasionally a line of grey cars crawls along an invisible track, gives out a ghastly creak and comes to rest, and immediately the ash-grey men swarm up with leaden spades and stir up an impenetrable cloud which screens their obscure operations from your sight.