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I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
If two is company and three is a crowd, what is four and five?
As a state in America I am round on both sides and high in the middle.
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood, stone as skin long I stood. What am I?
I have a title and many pages. I am a genteel of genteel descent. I am a killer veteran of war. I am a slave to my lord pledged to his service.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?