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You can spin, wheel and twist, but this thing can turn without moving. What is it?
What can't you see, hear or feel, until its too late. What shadows love, and shopkeepers hate?
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
Pregnant every time you see her, yet she never will give birth.
When can someone truthfully tell someone βwell doneβ but think they did a bad job?
You can always find me in the past. I am created in the present, but the future can not change me. What am I?