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Someone walked into a room and you heard a crash! Someone died. What happened?
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
What can be filled with empty hands?
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?