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By Moon or by Sun, I shall be found. Yet I am undone, if there's no light around
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
What do you fill with empty hands?
As soft as silk, as white as milk, as bitter as gall, a thick green wall, and a green coat covers me all.
Inside a burning house, this thing is best to make. And best to make it quickly, before the fire's too much to take.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?