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I am one small little piece of paper yet sometimes hold lots of value. I am all you need to get in to big events but will cost you. I am an important part of travel. And if lost you're not coming.
I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. What am I?
It flies around all day but never goes anywhere? What is it?
What gets broken without being held?
I begin your sentences.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?