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I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.
It stands upright and can be quite grand. Its secret is not hidden but right at hand. What is it?
I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
There is a creature of God whose body is hardΝΎ it does not wish to eat unless you strike its head.
My tongue hangs out as I run over fields and streets all day. I get tied up every morning and untied at night.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.