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I do not have eyes but I once could see. I used to have thoughts but now I’m empty.
I am there when you sit, but gone when you stand. What am I?
What has a face and two hands but no arms or legs?
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
What’s a carpet’s favorite sport?