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People need me yet they give me away every day.
There was a girl half my age when I was 12, now I am 66, how old is she?
cloud is my mother wind is my father.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt my merest touch brings laughter.
What do you call a sleeping bull?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?
What am I?
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