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I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I am easy to see, but no one likes looking at me. Without me, there would be no you. What am I?
What three letters change a boy into a man?
Which vehicle is spelled the same forwards and backwards?
I am very afraid of doing scary activities.
Both old people and owls are said to be possessing this trait