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All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?
Large as a mountain, small as a pea, Endlessly swimming in a water-less sea.
At the sound of me, one may dream or stamp their feet, At the sound of me, one may laugh or sometimes weep.
What can be big, white, dirty and wicked?
What stays on the ground but never gets dirty?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?