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They belong to me; they belong to you; They can make you feel happy or make you feel blue; They never end until the day you do.
Thousands of these come together to make a digital image. What is it?
a young man was 45 age in 1995 and 40 in 2000 how is it possible
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.
What can be underwater, under fire, on fire and taking water all at the same time?
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.