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I am so delicate that even mentioning me breaks me. What am I?
I am found in the sea and on land but I do not walk or swim. I travel by foot but I am toeless. No matter where I go, I am never far from home. What am I?
I belong to everyone. Sometimes make you happy, sometimes make you sad. I will never end until the day you do. What am I?
Who plays when he works and works when he plays?
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.