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I ask no questions but receive a lot of answers. What am I?
I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
I was not born but I am here. I have no name but I am given many. I was made by science and life
I always murmur but never talk. Always run but never walk. I have a bed but never sleep, have a mouth but never speak. What am I?
I am the only thing that always tells the truth. I show off everything that I see. I come in all shapes and sizes. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?