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There's not a kingdom on the earth I haven't traveled over and over and though I know not whence my birth yet when I come you know my roar. I through the town do take my flight and through the fields and meadows green and whether it be day or night I neither am nor can be seen.
I have an eye but am blind, a sea, but no water; a bee, but no honey; tea but no coffee; and a why, but no answer. What am I?
What goes all around the world but never leaves its corner?
As a state in America I am round on both sides and high in the middle.
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?