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I am what bring things together. Without me everything you see would be a total mass or debris everywhere.
Cloud is my mother. Wind is my father. I come down but never go up. What am I?
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light. Grown in the darkness, a lady's delight. What am I?
I am a time for gathering crops. Remove the first three letters and I become an object you can wear.
I soar without wings I see without eyes. I've traveled the universe to and fro. I've conquered the world yet I've never been anywhere but home.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?