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Keep doing me to avoid lens dryness
My full powers come when my makers are dead. I await a heavy hat to put on my head. What am I?
Never resting, never still. Moving silently from hill to hill. It does not walk, run or trot. All is cool where it is not. What is it?
I am a rock group with four members all of whom died in plane crashes. Who am I?
I am gold and can be black and white I'm a symbol for a nation when freedom took flight.
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.