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Many have heard it, but nobody has ever seen it. It will not speak until spoken to. What is it?
What moves without seeing and cries without eyes?
I am so simple that I can only point. Yet I guide men all over the world.
I have many feathers to help me fly. I have a body and head, but I'm not alive. It is your strength which determines how far I go. You can hold me in your hand, but I'm never thrown.
Put into a pit, locked beneath a grate, guarded through the night, yet it still goes out.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?