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The sharp slim blade, that cuts the wind. What is it?
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
It's been around for millions of years, but is never more than a month old. What is it?
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
The land was white the seed was black it'll take a good scholar to riddle me that. What is it?
A word of five letters, Upside down is the same, A shark does this, But itβs not to blame. What is the word?