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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.
I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. What am I?
I am a precious stone, as clear as a diamond. Though you can walk on water with my power, try to keep me, and I'll vanish in an hour. What am I?
I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. After I go in, everything becomes tight. What am I?
There was a girl half my age when I was 12, now I am 66, how old is she?
What is always coming but never arrives?