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I had a bright start but I couldn't take the pressure. I consume everything yet I don't eat anything.
I have feathers that help me fly; with head and body but I'm not alive. Very skinny and a fixed length how far I go depends on your strength.
I am alive without breath and cold as death. I am never thirsty but always drinking. What am I?
I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?
Tear one off and scratch my head what was red is black instead. What is it?
What is lighter than what it is made of?