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Dead on the field lie ten soldiers in white killed by one blade yet there was no fight. What are they?
To cross the water, I'm the way. For water I'm above, I touch it not and truth to say, I neither swim nor move. What am I?
I go in hard, come out soft. Blow me hard and I'll make a pop. What am I?
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now Iβm white and empty. What am I?
When I point up itβs bright. When I point down itβs dark.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?