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I have many feathers to help me fly. I have a body and head, but I'm not alive. It is your strength which determines how far I go. You can hold me in your hand, but I'm never thrown.
I have four wings but cannot fly. I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot always found, toiling away with little sound.
It is destruction made out of thin air, You hear it howl and give a prayer, Through barns and houses it will tear. It is a deadly funnel, Of violent and twisting air.
My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is withinΝΎ You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
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Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?