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Tear off my skin. I won't cry, but you will. What am I?
I fly when I'm on and float coming off.
Tear me off and scratch my head, what once was red is black instead. What am I?
I am tomorrow's yesterday and yesterday's tomorrow. What am I?
Born in the ocean and white as snow. When I fall back to water, I disappear without a trace. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.