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I am lighter than air, but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
The more of me you take, the more I appear behind you. What am I?
I am black of eye and bright of hair. I fast into the ground and follow my lord as he races around the world. What am I?
What happens once in June twice in August and never in May?
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?
What am I?
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