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In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
*forward* *backwards*is what I do all day. I come in all different shapes and sizes. I can be scary and I can calm you down.
A large oasis in the desert. Come with cash and leave with none. What am I?
lighter than feather and softer than silk yet the strongest man in the world cannot hold me for more than a few minutes.
I have been the beginning of ideas for all time yet I am just one simple small object the things that you can use me for can be frustrating and also I can be pretty. I have some of the most valuable thing in the world on me yet almost everyone owns me.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.