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Cloud is my mother, wind is my father. What am I?
Marking mortal privation when firmly in place. An enduring summation inscribed in my face.
By Moon or by Sun, I shall be found. Yet, if there's no light around, I am undone. What am I?
What comes once in a minute twice in a moment but never in a thousand years?
What type of dress can never be worn?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?