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Take off my skin I won't cry but you will. What am I?
The more of me there is the less you see.
Crooked as a rainbow and slick as a plate ten thousand horses can't pull me straight.
Iโm where yesterday follows today. And tomorrowโs in the middle. What am I?
What can you catch but not throw?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.