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In buckles or lace I help set the pace. The farther you go the thinner I grow.
Lighter than what I am made of, more of me is hidden than is seen. What am I?
Soft and cuddly I'll pull on your heart. But take my last name and I'll tear you apart.
I can be cracked made told and played. What am I?
Why did the computer keep sneezing?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.