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Cloud is my mother, wind is my father. What am I?
When young, I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged, I make you gay. When old, I am valued more than ever. What am I?
My first half means container. Not a lot of people understand my language.
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?
Deep, deep, do they go. Spreading out as they go. Never needing any air. They are sometimes as fine as hair.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.