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At the sound of me, one may dream or stamp their feet, At the sound of me, one may laugh or sometimes weep.
What has 4 legs in the morning, 2 legs in the evening and 3 legs in the night?
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
Three little letters. A paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
They make no sense at all, In them you either fly or fall. They make you do it all. Their need is biologic, but they are most illogic. They are not real but still can be achieved, If they are just believed
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?