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I'm a type of pizza that is folded in half before cooking to contain a filling
Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.
There is one word that stands the test of time and holds fast to the center of everything. Though everyone will try at least once in their life to move around this word, but in fact, unknowingly, they use it every moment of the day. Young or old, awake or in sleep, human or animal, this word stands fast. It belongs to everyone, to all living things, but no one can master it. The word is?
A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky. Atop a tender strand, rising from the land, until killed by maiden's hand. Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye.
What kind of pet always stays on the floor?
If a rooster lays an egg on the exact peak of a barn, which side does it fall?