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I sleep by day, I fly by night. I have no feathers to aid my flight.
I have it, I donβt share it. If I share it, I donβt have it. What is it?
What travels from house to house and is sometimes narrow and sometimes wide but always stays outside?
With pointed fangs it sits in wait. With piercing force it doles out fate, over bloodless victims proclaiming its might. Eternally joining in a single bite.
What gets closer when you blink?
Why is the letter B always cool?