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I always follow my brother but you cannot see me, only him. You cannot hear him but you can hear me. What are we?
What asks but never answers?
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?
This only turns over once you have traveled very far. What is it?
I'm a type of pizza that is folded in half before cooking to contain a filling
I appear in the morning. But am always there. You can never see me. Though I am everywhere. By night I am gone, though I sometimes never was. Nothing can defeat me. But I am easily gone.