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What can be drawn but never taken?
Never ahead, ever behind, yet flying swiftly past, for a child, I last forever, for adults, I'm gone too fast.
I sit in a corner while travelling around the world.
I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?
I ask no questions but receive a lot of answers. What am I?
What did the baby corn say to its mother?