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I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
We are all around, yet to us you are half blind. Sunlight makes us invisible, and difficult to find.
If you break me, I do not stop working. If you touch me, I may be snared. If you lose me, nothing will matter.
What month of the year has 28 days?
Not a burden for its weight and daily carried out, He who takes it wishes it had never come about
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?