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I am nature’s way of applauding lightning.
I’m where yesterday follows today. And tomorrow’s in the middle. What am I?
I am an instrument you can hear but cannot touch or see. What am I?
I ask no questions, but receive a lot of answers. What am I?
I saw the dead bring forth the living. I saw the living bring forth the dead. What did I see?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?