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There is a creature of God whose body is hardΝΎ it does not wish to eat unless you strike its head.
I am a fire's best friend. When fat, my body fills with wind. When pushed to thin, through my nose I blow. Then you can watch the embers glow.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
The barber of New York shave all men in New York. No man living in New York is allowed to shave himself. The barber of Nee York lives in New York. Who shaves the barber ?
I always follow my brother but you cannot see me, only him. You cannot hear him but you can hear me. What are we?
The more of me you take, the more I appear behind you. What am I?