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Lifeless eyes on my smiling face and watch your child's sleeping place. In their dreams they hold me tight. Who am I?
They live only in stories, taller than three storeys.
What speeds on a track but isn't in a race and has a whistle to announce its steady pace?
Hands she has but does not hold, teeth she has but does not bite, feet she has but they are cold, eyes she has but without sight. Who is she?
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes yet move all over the place.
I can only be played on a windy day