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I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go darkness follows me.
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole. What am I?
Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?
I am a lunch money thief
When you stop and look, you can always see me. If you try to touch, you cannot feel me. I cannot move, but as you near me, I will move away from you. What am I?
It's what light turns into in the night