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I am a piece of paper that takes most people 3 or 4 years to get. What am I?
What is full of holes but still holds water?
I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?
What is easy to get into, but hard to get out of?
The more holes you cover the lower I go.
What is always coming but never arrives?