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In all the world, none can compare, I am a tiny weaver; my deadly cloth so silky and fair. What am I?
You throw away my outside, you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside. What am I?
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, Grown in the darkness, a ladyβs delight.
I am used to bat with, yet I never get a hit. I am near a ball, yet never thrown. What am I?
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