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Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust. What am I?
My first is high my second damp my whole a tie a writer's cramp.
Lighter than feather and softer than silk, yet the strongest man in the world cannot hold me for more than a few minutes. What am I?
I am a popular afterlife location to send evil people
I'm not a bird, but I can fly through the sky. I'm not a river, but I'm full of water. What am I?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?