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Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen. What am I?
The 8 of us go forth and not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What am I?
The more it dries the wetter it gets. What is it?
If you lose me, you may cause people around you to lose me too. What am I?
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
What do you call a skeleton that makes you laugh and giggle when youβre sad?