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What is easy to spot but hard to find?
My days are numbered.
I am a protector. I sit on a bridge. One person can see right through me, while others wonder what I hide. What am I?
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?