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I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I have cities with no people, forests with no trees, and oceans with no water. What am I?
Who is your mother's only sister's son's brother's aunt's daughter's sister's father?
I am useless when together but useful when I am broken apart. What am I?
I have an eye, but I can't see. I usually have to work with something in my eye. What am I?
My days are numbered. What am I?