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I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
I contain six letters minus one and you got twelve.
Draw fire or fill me; I'm still empty.
Fatherless and motherless. I was born without sin. Roared when I came into the world, but I never spoke again. What am I?
I start with T end with T and within me is T.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?