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You walk into a room with a match strike the match and notice a candle a lamp an oil burner and a fireplace. Which do you light first?
I move without wings between silken strings. I leave as you find my substance behind
I am shared by goats devils and unicorns.
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was. What am I?
Santa shakes his belly like a bowl full of me
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?