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I am drawn by everyone without pen or pencil
I am natureβs way of applauding lightning.
I was was before was was was.
Never resting, never still. Moving silently from hill to hill. It does not walk, run or trot. All is cool where it is not. What is it?
I have a neck and no head two arms but no hands. I go with you to school I go with you to work.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?