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Never alive but practically extinct. How we miss the letters pressing the ribbon of ink. What is it?
I have one, you have one. If you remove the first letter, a bit remains. If you remove the second, bit still remains. If you remove the third, it still remains.
I always follow my brother but you cannot see me, only him. You cannot hear him but you can hear me. What are we?
I heard of a wonder, of words moth-eaten. That is a strange thing, I thought, weird. That a man's song be swallowed by a worm. His blinded sentences, his bedside stand-by rustled in the night - and the robber-guest. Not one wit the wiser. For the words he had mumbled.
Fuels backyard get-togethers
If it’s information you seek, come and see me. If it’s pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?