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The more you take the more you leave behind. What are they?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.
I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?
What gets broken without being held?
What can one catch that is not thrown?
How can you tell when a mummy has a cold?