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I am a chair that can move. What am I?
Iโm where yesterday follows today. And tomorrowโs in the middle. What am I?
I go in hard, come out soft. Blow me hard and I'll make a pop. What am I?
Oh lord! I am not worthy! I bend my limbs to the ground. I cry yet without a sound. Let me drink of waters deep. And in silence I will weep.
I am a box who holds keys but not locks. With the right combination I may unlock your soul
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.