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Fatherless and Motherless, born without sin. Roared when it entered the world, And never spoke again.
My geometry is lost in the night to be found in daylight's break. The rigors of time have torn me to shreds, yet I stand to protect that which lies within. What am I?
My first two letters say my name. My last letter asks a question. What I embrace I destroy.
Sometimes I am white, sometimes I am dark. Most people love me. What am I?
No legs have I to dance, no lungs have I to breathe. No life have I to live or die, and yet I do all three. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?