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One by one we fall from heaven down into the depths of past, And our world is ever upturned so that yet some time we’ll last.
What has 4 legs in the morning, 2 legs in the evening and 3 legs in the night?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?
Round as an apple, deep as a cup, and all the kings' horses can't fill it up. What is it?
Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. What is it?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?