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When set loose I fly away. Never so cursed as when I go astray.
I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
What tastes better than it smells?
I can be entertaining until you realize some pieces have been lost.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.