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I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
What goes with a car, comes with a car, is no use to a car but a car cannot move without it?
A skin have I, more eyes than one. I can be very nice when I am done.
We hurt without moving. We poison without touching. We bear the truth and the lies. We are not to be judged by our size.What are we?
What surrounds the world, yet dwells within a thimble?
Why can't Kevin, who is now living in Canada, not be buried in the USA?