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Always in you, sometimes on you. If I surround you, I can kill you. What am I?
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?
I go up, let out a load and then go back down. What am I?
I am so delicate that even mentioning me breaks me. What am I?
I can bring tears to your eyes; resurrect the dead, make you smile, and reverse time. I form in an instant, but I last a life time. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?