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I cut through evil like a double edged sword and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise through battles fought with heart and mind instead of with my gaze.
I'm not alive but I grow I don't have lungs but I need air I don't have a mouth but water can kill me. What am I?
Tear me off and scratch my head, what once was red is black instead. What am I?
Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain; doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What am I?
Four fingers and a thumb, yet flesh and blood I have none. What am I?
I spend most of my day eating white. When I am quick enough I get rewarded with fruit and something blue. In a dark room with blue walls I run from the ghosts that roam the halls