You write on me and secrets I can keep. In places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board I'm often described like a mop.

You write on me and secrets I can keep. In places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board I'm often described like a mop.

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I lose my head in the morning and regain back it at night.

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What goes through towns and over hills but never moves?

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Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?

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Draw fire or fill me; I'm still empty.

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Riddle of the Day

Dec 30, 2024

It is something you make after you've weighed your options.

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