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Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
A red drum which sounds without being touched, and grows silent, when it is touched.
Not a burden for its weight and daily carried out, He who takes it wishes it had never come about
What get wet while drying
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?