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They come at night without being called and are lost in the day without being stolen. What are they?
I sit high glowing and watch the world go by. Without me everything would seem dull and dangerous. What am I?
You do not want me when you donβt have me, but when you have me you donβt want to lose me. What am I?
What goes through towns and over hills but never moves?
What is cut on a table but is never eaten?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?