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I have fangs and enjoy piecing holes with a single bite.
Why is it so easy to weigh fish?
Upon your lonely journey I accompany you, whether you travel through endless mountains or seas of blue. Wherever you go, I keep your place. Lost you're not, when I'm embraced. What am I?
Cloud is my mother, wind is my father. What am I?
What can you catch but not throw?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?