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lighter than feather and softer than silk yet the strongest man in the world cannot hold me for more than a few minutes.
I am slim and tall many find me desirable and appealing they touch me and I give a false good feeling once I shine in splendor but only once and then no more for many I am to die for.
I am one with eight to spare, lest I lose my one. I'm not a number. What am I?
I have an eye but cannot see. I take time to generate and can dissipate in seconds. What am I?
What word when read from left to right is a ruler, but when read from right to left is a servant?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?