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It is worldwide, but once only a spider could weave one
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
What flies forever, Rests never?
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
When does Christmas come before Thanksgiving?
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail