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I love to twist and dance. Though wingless I fly high up into the sky.
I am lighter than air but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful! I am fragile!
Fatherless and motherless. I was born without sin. Roared when I came into the world, but I never spoke again. What am I?
I start new then become old. Start clean but be one dirty. I usually start big then become little.
I sit in a corner while traveling around the world. What am I?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?