This is another riddle that I thought up:
I am unwanted in houses
Yet I abound throughout the landscape.
I follow in your footprints,
I tell you where you've been.
When I'm in water, I transform.
I am not one, but many - all these beings join as me.
Yet I can be separated as easily as the wind blows.
What am I?
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