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What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
What asks but never answers?
You bind me and I walk. You loosen me and I stop. What am I?
I have cities with no people forests with no trees and oceans with no water.
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?