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I have one eye, See near and far, I hold the moments you treasure, And the things that make you weep.
Can you think of a crime that is punishable if attempted but not punishable if actually committed?
Old people and owls are said to be this.
What is the end of everything?
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?