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People walk in and out of me. They push me and I follow. When they walk out on me I close up and I stay waiting for the next person to walk into my life when I have a more open mind
I have four fingers and a thumb, but I'm not living. What am I?
Fatherless and Motherless, born without sin. Roared when it entered the world, And never spoke again.
You can drop me from the tallest building and I’ll be fine, but if you drop me in water I die. What am I?
I am beautiful up in the sky. I am magical yet I cannot fly. To people I bring luck to some people riches. The boy at my end does whatever he wishes
What is always coming but never arrives?