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I have a small hill with seven holes.
I get thrown in the air and will fall down. I get thrown down and I will rise in the air. What am I?
I am made by nature soft as silk; A puffy cloud white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop.
The more you have me the less you see. Shine a light on me and I shall flee.
What do you get when you mix lemons with gun powder?
What gets bigger the more you take away?