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At first I am a yellow weed in the lawn, and then the wind blows, and my white feathers are gone. What am I?
What is made of wood but can't be sawed?
What has thirteen hearts But no body or soul?
Thirty white horses on a red hill, First they champ, Then they stamp, Then they stand still.
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?
It weighs next to nothing but no one can hold it for long. What is it?