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What is the edge of earth and bread?
What is put on a table cut but never eaten?
You heard me before and then again. Afterward I die until you call me again.
I can't go left, I can't go right. I am forever stuck in a building over three stories high. What am I?
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?