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In my yard there's a bed with no pillows a trunk with no clothes a branch with no leaves. What am I looking at?
I do not have eyes but I once could see. I used to have thoughts but now Iโm empty.
I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
I am always around you but often forgotten. I am pure and clean most time but occasionally rotten.
What is often on the ground getting stepped on by others, but you donโt have to wash it because it never get dirty, in fact you couldnโt wash it even if you tried?