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Railroad Crossing, look out for the cars. Can you spell that, without any R's?
I have thirteen hearts but no body or soul. What am I?
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
I beam, I shine, I sparkle white. I'll brighten the day with a single light. I'll charm and enchant all. I'll bring the best in you all. What am I?
I have memories but none of my own whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different it's because you changed me I feel like a decoration here for you to arrange me.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?