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I fly yet I have no wings. I cry yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me. Lower light I never see.
Only one color, but not one size, stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain, doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What am I?
lighter than feather and softer than silk yet the strongest man in the world cannot hold me for more than a few minutes.
We are little airy creatures all of different voice and features one of us in glass is set. One of us you'll find in jet. Another you may see in tin. And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue it can never fly from you.
I am the signature stroll of ducks and penguins
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.