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A man went to a place on thursday on his horse, he came back 3 days later on thursday how is this possible?
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
What does no man want, yet no man want to lose?
A mile from end to end, yet as close to as a friend. A precious commodity, freely given. Seen on the dead and on the living. Found on the rich, poor, short and tall, but shared among children most of all.
Two brothers we are, great burdens we bear. All day we are bitterly pressed. Yet this I will say, we are full all the day, and empty when go to rest.
What do you called a sad coffee?