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It is destruction made out of thin air, You hear it howl and give a prayer, Through barns and houses it will tear. It is a deadly funnel, Of violent and twisting air.
Soft and fragile is my skin, I get my growth in mud. Iβm dangerous as much as pretty, for if not careful, I draw blood.
What tree that definitely grows does not have a shadow and does not grow fruit?
Five men were eating apples, A finished before B, but behind C. D finished before E, but behind B. What was the finishing order?
What binds two people yet touches only one?
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?