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Until I am measured, I am not known. Yet, how you miss me when I have flown. What Am I?
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless, I fly high up into the sky. What am I?
I'm a word that is not even strange. What am I?
I have more shoes than anybody but less feet than everyone. I am met in the morning but departed in the night. I may shake as if I'm angry but I won't bite.
I am enjoyed by some, despised by others. Some take me for granted, some treasure me like a gift. I last forever, unless you break me first. What am I?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.