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If you lose one of me, you are upset, bewildered, and perplexed. If you lose two of me, you are blissfully unaware. What am I?
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
I have skin, more eyes than one. I can be very nice when I am done. What am I?
I have to be broken before I can be used
The 8 of us go forth and not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What am I?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?