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Sometimes dark and sometimes bright, I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call, yet mountains I cannot move at all. What am I?
What can you catch but not throw?
The shorter I am, the bigger I am. What am I?
I produce wool and spit a lot
I come in different colors and shapes. Some parts of me are curvy some are straight. You can put me anywhere you like but there is only one right place for me.
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!