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I fill a room but take no space.
I can be in your body but never on your placemat. I'm always better when I'm fresh, but you'll never see me in the flesh. What am I?
I do not have eyes but I once could see. I used to have thoughts but now Iām empty.
I move without wings between silken strings. I leave as you find my substance behind
I fill a room but take no space. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?