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Feed me and I live, give me drink and I die.
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. You can see, and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
Lighter than what I am made of, More of me is hidden Than is seen.
Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.
a young man was 45 age in 1995 and 40 in 2000 how is it possible
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?