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I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course. What am I?
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths.
I am what no man ever yet did see, which never was, but always is to be. What am I?
What invention lets you look right through a wall?
I am the book one can never finish reading
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?