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Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
I have four wings, but cannot fly, I never laugh and never cry; On the same spot Iām always found, toiling away with little sound. What am I?
I have a face but no eyes hands but no arms.
I am between earth and heaven. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?
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