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Seven brothers, five work all day, The other two, just play or pray.
Retired people want these to be large and birds want them to hatch.
What loses its head every morning only to get it back every night?
Dry though I may be, I am still a sea.
It weighs next to nothing but no one can hold it for long. What is it?
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?