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I move without wings, Between silken string, I leave as you find, My substance behind.
I appear in the morning. But am always there. You can never see me. Though I am everywhere. By night I am gone, though I sometimes never was. Nothing can defeat me. But I am easily gone.
As light as a feather, but you canβt hold it for ten minutes.
What goes in the water red, and comes out black?
When does Christmas come before Thanksgiving?
Why was the cook arrested?