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I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
In this place, people lie, people cry, and people ask why. In this place, people sleep, people weep, and people's solitude, they keep. What is it?
What can be seen but never found that only hides in the unwound?
Why don’t famous actors and actresses sweat?
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