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Sometimes you feel it weigh a ton. Yet it is nothing, but somehow still there. Makes you uncomfortable around anyone, But speak its name and it's gone.
What is always coming but never arrives?
What has to be broken before you can use it?
One am I, among six others: Largest, smallest, cold, dark and two brothers
They come out at night without being called, and are lost in the day without being stolen. What are they?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?