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The more you have me, the less you see. Shine a light on me and I flee. What am I?
cloud is my mother wind is my father.
A sport with love and service played by singles and pairs.
What runs around the whole yard without moving?
You find me behind the stars; or in a sixth seventh or third. It takes something round a computer and me to make pie. I am bigger than anything you can think of.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?