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When you take away the whole from me there is always some left.
Born of sorrow, grow with age, you need a lot of me to be a sage. What am I?
I stink in living but when dead smells good.
I am black of eye and bright of hair. I fast into the ground and follow my lord as he races around the world. What am I?
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now I’m white and empty. What am I?
What’s a carpet’s favorite sport?
What am I?
What am I?
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