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I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
My first is equality; my second is inferiority; my whole is superiority.
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. What is it?
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?