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White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
Covered in stone and sun. It's home to many but also none. What is it?
I have five letters and people eat me. When you remove my first letter I become a crime. Remove my first two letters and I am an animal. If you remove my first and last letters I'm a form of music
I don't have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now I'm white and empty.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?