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I have four fingers and a thumb, but I'm not living. What am I?
I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. What am I?
I'm not a bird but I can fly through the sky. I'm not a river but I'm full of water.
The faster you run the harder it is to catch me
I always follow you around, everywhere you go at night. I look very bright to people, but I can make the sun dark. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?