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I run smoother than any rhyme I love to fall but cannot climb.
We are little airy creatures all of different voice and features one of us in glass is set. One of us you'll find in jet. Another you may see in tin. And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue it can never fly from you.
Soft, hairy, from door to door. I am the pet that always stays on the floor. What am I?
Santa shakes his belly like a bowl full of me
You can always find me in the past. I am created in the present, but the future can not change me. What am I?
I have thirteen hearts but no body or soul. What am I?