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What goes through towns and over hills but never moves?
I am a protector. I sit on a bridge. One person can see right through me, while others wonder what I hide. What am I?
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
What kind of tree can you carry in your hand?
I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?