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A harvest sown and reaped on the same day in an unplowed field. Which increases without growing, remains whole though it is eaten within and without. Is useless and yet the staple of nations.
In many years, not much has happened. In many minutes, a lot has happened. In one second, everything has happened.
Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end.
There are 30 cows and 28 chickens. How many didn't?
What do angels sing in the shower?