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I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
Soft and fragile is my skin, I get my growth in mud. Iām dangerous as much as pretty, for if not careful, I draw blood.
With pointed fangs it sits in wait. With piercing force it doles out fate, over bloodless victims proclaiming its might. Eternally joining in a single bite.
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years?
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?