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Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. What am I?
I am the kind of an ant that's good at math. What am I?
My flavors ranges from strawberry to toe.
What is put on a table cut but never eaten?
I sleep by day, I fly by night. I have no feathers to aid my flight. What am I?
According to the music industry, you can count on a midnight train and the devil to turn up here.