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In buckles or lace, I help set the pace. The farther you go, the thinner I grow. What am I?
I have roots that no one sees and I am taller than trees. Up, up I go, but never do I grow. What am I?
I must be broken before you can use me. What am I?
What can you catch but not throw?
You turn me over after you have traveled far. What am I?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?