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They come out at night without being called. They are lost in the day without being stolen. What are they?
I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?
Sometimes I fly as fast as the speed of light. Sometime I crawl as slow as a snail. Unknown until I am measured but you will certainly miss me when Iām gone.
I move without wings between silken strings. I leave as you find my substance behind
I am one small little piece of paper yet sometimes hold lots of value. I am all you need to get in to big events but will cost you. I am an important part of travel. And if lost you're not coming.
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.