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Four fingers and a thumb, yet flesh and blood I have none. What am I?
Soft, hairy, from door to door. I am the pet that always stays on the floor. What am I?
My geometry is lost in the night to be found in daylight's break. The rigors of time have torn me to shreds, yet I stand to protect that which lies within. What am I?
What is put on a table cut but never eaten?
I am a food with 5 letters. If you remove the first letter I am a form of energy. Remove two and I'm needed to live. Scramble the last 3 and you can drink me down.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.