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I am what bring things together. Without me everything you see would be a total mass or debris everywhere.
In the sun I like to play; in the rain I goes away; walk or run I always follow; in the mud I always wallow.
People walk in and out of me. They push me and I follow. When they walk out on me I close up and I stay waiting for the next person to walk into my life when I have a more open mind
I stink in living but when dead smells good.
I am an odd number. Take away one letter and I become even. What number am I?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?