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I have hands but do not hold, teeth but do not bite. Feet I have but they are cold, eyes I have but without sight. What am I?
I'm white and used for cutting and grinding. When I'm damaged, humans usually remove or fill me. For most animals I am a useful tool. What am I?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
You can always see it, but it's too far away to touch. Mountains rest on it, and at sea it surrounds you. What is it?