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I am a place where time is told. I am not bought and I am not sold. What am I?
What is it that after you take away the whole some still remains?
I begin your sentences. What am I?
When set loose I fly away. Never so cursed as when I go astray.
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?