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I can travel from there to here by disappearing, and here to there by reappearing.
Break it and it is better, immediately set and harder to break again.
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
How did the phone propose to his girlfriend on Valentine's Day?