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I'm not a bird, but I can fly through the sky. I'm not a river, but I'm full of water. What am I?
I move very slowly. I accompany life, and survive past demise. I am viewed with esteem in many women’s eyes.
I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
I am edible pink and a great summer food
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh, but my heart is made of stone. What am I?
It can be cracked, It can be made, It can be told, it can be played. What is it?