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When I'm born I fly. When I'm alive I lay. When I'm dead I run.
Not a burden for its weight and daily carried out, He who takes it wishes it had never come about
My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale. But I'm always ready to tell a tale.
In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
Difficult
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?