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I look at you, you look at me. I raise my right, you raise your left. What am I?
I go up when the rain comes down. What am I?
I am a band that does not perform, sing, or act. What am I?
My teeth are sharp my back is straight to cut things up it is my fate.
My full powers come when my makers are dead. I await a heavy hat to put on my head. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?