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A single seater best accompanied by circus music and great balance.
It moves around in circles. We see it as we turn. It keeps us always warm. Always alive and always dying, Across the sky we see it flying, But touch it and we burn.
My neighbor makes mistakes. I get rid of them. Who am I?
With hands that can't hold and eyes that can't see, she's cherished by some but has no real family. Who is she?
It breathes fire in fairy-tales
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?