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I am easy to waste and unstoppable. What am I?
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?
I hold two people together but touch only one.
I am the key that is the hardest to turn
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes yet I see. You can see and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
How can you tell when a mummy has a cold?