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I fly, yet I have no wings. I cry, yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me. Lower light I never see.
The person who makes it has no need for it. The person who purchases it does not use it. The person who does use it does not know he or she is. What is it?
My first is an insect; my second is a border; my whole puts the face in a tuneful disorder.
What can be underwater, under fire, on fire and taking water all at the same time?
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.