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I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt, my merest touch brings laughter.
What is up thatβs also down? Whatβs a smile and a frown?
It is the assumed nocturnal symbol of Mr. Wayne. What is it?
What has a big mouth, yet never speaks?
Boxers do this for a living and kids do it in the backseat for free