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I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have no lung. What am I?
I am a candy that looks like a shepherdβs staff.
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright, I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call, yet mountains I cannot move at all. What am I?
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
Until I am measured, I am not known. Yet, how you miss me when I have flown. What Am I?
I am a rock group with four members. All dead one was assassinated.