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Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.
What flies forever, Rests never?
Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
You should keep it as straight as can be, yet very few do. Most of the time it's slightly bent or curved. Your sadness usually causes it to bend further, but don’t bend it for too long or it may never be able to fully straighten out again. What is it?
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?