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Tear off my skin. I won't cry, but you will. What am I?
You went into the woods and got me. You sat down to seek me. You brought me home because you couldn't find me.
I can climb mountains, cross streams, handle hundreds of feet each day, yet I never move. What am I?
I am a mountain at night meadow at day
I am useless when together but useful when I am broken apart. What am I?
If you count 20 houses on your right going to the store and 20 houses on your left coming home, how many houses did you count?