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There's not a kingdom on the earth I haven't traveled over and over and though I know not whence my birth yet when I come you know my roar. I through the town do take my flight and through the fields and meadows green and whether it be day or night I neither am nor can be seen.
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
I run up and down the stairs without moving. What am I?
I have no life but I can die. What am I?
I begin your sentences.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?