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I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
Lovely and round I shine with pale light grown in the darkness a lady's delight.
I start with T end with T and within me is T.
Why are there no living cats on Mars?
I do not contain flesh feather or scales; yet I have fingers and thumbs.
I go up and never come down no matter how hard you wish. As I get higher, more wrinkles crawl on to the face. What am I?