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Lighter than feather and softer than silk, yet the strongest man in the world cannot hold me for more than a few minutes. What am I?
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
I always have to work with something in my eye. What am I?
You can build or destroy. Let creativity soar but be careful at night.
Only one color, but not one size, stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain, doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What am I?
What is always coming but never arrives?