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My second is performed by my first, and it is thought a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught.
When the horse strokes the cat, the wood begins to sing.
I'm light as a feather, yet the strongest man can't hold me for more than 5 minutes.
I count time, but have no end. Tick tick, but I am not a clock. What am I?
I have a title and many pages I am a genteel of genteel descent I am a killer veteran of war I am a slave to my lord Pledged to his service.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?