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White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
The more holes you cover the lower it goes.
What two things can always see what the other sees, but can never see each other?
I saw a strange creature. Long, hard, and straight, thrusting into a round, dark opening. Preparing to discharge its load of lives. Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
There are several different kinds, but the one you pick doesn't do its job. What is it?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?