Answer:
What has to be broken before it can be used?
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.
What flies without wings?
Thirty white horses on a red hill, first they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still.
My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is withinอพ You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatโs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.