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Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust. What am I?
In your fire you hear me scream creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
I am quick when I'm thin. I am slow when I'm fat. Wind is my worst nightmare. What am I?
you need thousands of me to create a digital image.
I am the noblest musical instrument
What gets bigger the more you take away?