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Walk on the living, they don’t even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
I am the beginning of eternity the end of time and space the beginning of every end the end of every place.
You hold my tail while I fish for you. What am I?
What can you catch but never throw?
I am easy to see, but no one likes looking at me. Without me, there would be no you. What am I?
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?