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I love to twist and dance. Though wingless I fly high up into the sky.
You do not want me when you donβt have me, but when you have me you donβt want to lose me. What am I?
Part carbon, part water, I am poison to the fishes. Many falsely claim my name, I am the pause that refreshes. What am I?
I have a title and many pages. I am a genteel of genteel descent. I am a killer veteran of war. I am a slave to my lord pledged to his service.
I am the place to turn when nature calls.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?