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I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe for I have no lung
I have no head and a tail I lack but I do have arms and legs and back; I inhabit the palace the tavern the cot 'tis a beggarly residence where I am not. If a monarch were present (I tell you no fable) I still should be placed at the head of the table.
I have an eye but am blind, a sea, but no water; a bee, but no honey; tea but no coffee; and a why, but no answer. What am I?
I am cracked by Indiana Jones.
What is always coming but never arrives?