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Sometimes dark and sometimes bright, I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call, yet mountains I cannot move at all. What am I?
I have fangs and enjoy piecing holes with a single bite.
I stand in one place yet fill the whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue. What am I?
Fashions change, but what can a person wear that is never out of style?
Cloud is my mother, wind is my father. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?