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I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
Born of sorrow, grow with age, you need a lot of me to be a sage. What am I?
I have no weight but I could destroy a mansion. What am I?
When set loose I fly away. Never so cursed as when I go astray.
I don't live within a house nor do I live without. Most will use me when they come in and again when they go out.
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