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When you stop and look, you can always see me. If you try to touch, you cannot feel me. I cannot move, but as you near me, I will move away from you. What am I?
My teeth are sharp my back is straight to cut things up it is my fate.
The sun bakes me, the hand breaks me, the foot treads on me, and the mouth tastes me. What am I?
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless I fly high up into the sky.
What side of a cat has the most fur?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?