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I have four wings, but cannot fly, I never laugh and never cry; On the same spot Iām always found, toiling away with little sound. What am I?
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
I begin with the letter āiā, if you add āaā in front of me, I become a new word with a different meaning, but still sounds exactly the same. What word am I?
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
Marking mortal privation when firmly in place. An enduring summation inscribed in my face.
I am rarely touched but often held. If you are smart you'll use me well. What am I?