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Sometimes imaginary and sometimes real, sometimes they are the closest and dearest person outside the family. Who are they?
A red house is made out of red bricks. A blue house is made out of blue bricks. What is a green house made out of?
One am I, among six others: Largest, smallest, cold, dark and two brothers
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
Once you have it, you want to share it. Once you share it, you donβt have it. What is it?
What is always coming but never arrives?