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I move very slowly. I accompany life, and survive past demise. I am viewed with esteem in many womenβs eyes.
I am milky white and scares people.
Better touch me before you proceed to second.
My geometry is lost in the night to be found in daylight's break. The rigors of time have torn me to shreds, yet I stand to protect that which lies within. What am I?
You hold my tail while I fish for you. What am I?
It rows quickly with four oars but never comes out from under his own roof. What is it?