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You throw me away, I find my way back. Traditionally, I'm wooden with an arch in my back. What am I?
I am the kind of ant that's good at math.
I am a time for gathering crops. Remove the first three letters and I become an object you can wear.
There was a girl half my age when I was 12, now I am 66, how old is she?
I am the place where yesterday is always before today. What am I?
What has feet and legs and nothing else?