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This is needed both for courage and hardcover books.
A seed am I, three letters make my name. Take away two and I still sound the same.
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
Name for zenith
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?