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Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
It regulates our daily movements, but it feels no interest in our lives. It directs us when to come and go, but does not care if we pay attention. What is it?
He's dead with a metal bar across his back. When a woman sees him, she is very pleased. This was all perfectly legal. What's going on?
Describes universities like Harvard and can be poisonous.
At first, I am nothing. Add something to negate. Add again to oppose. Add again to find the time to draw. Add once more to find nobody at all.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?