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In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
What is that over the head and under the hat?
I am the yellow hem of the sea's blue skirt.
I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
What can you catch but not throw?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?