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I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. You can see, and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
Searing 'cross the pitchΒ-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.
I'm a type of pizza that is folded in half before cooking to contain a filling
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?