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I am beautiful up in the sky. I am magical yet I cannot fly. To people I bring luck to some people riches. The boy at my end does whatever he wishes
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
I have a few points but we're not competing. I'll help you win when you're eating.
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
I have memories but none of my own whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different it's because you changed me I feel like a decoration here for you to arrange me.
What gets broken without being hold?
What am I?
What am I?
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