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Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain. Doing no harm, and feeling no pain.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
You'll see savory dishes in Hong Kong sizzling in these.
Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved. At my sport considered cruel, but that's because you never know me at all.
The man who made it didn't need it. The man who bought it didn't use it. The man who used it didn't want it.
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?