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Through its wounds, water does run. It once held many but now has none. What is it?
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
Turn us on our backs and open up our stomachs you will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.
Who has married many women but never has been married who is he
Why was the cook arrested?