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I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt my merest touch brings laughter.
First you see me in the grass dressed in yellow gay; next I am in dainty white, then I fly away. What am I?
I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.
You use a knife to slice my head and weep beside me when I am dead.
What can you catch but never throw?
What language does a billboard speak?