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I am a tool for fairies.
I am what brings things together. Without me everything you see would be a total mass or debris everywhere. What am I?
I saw the dead bring forth the living. I saw the living bring forth the dead. What did I see?
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
No matter how much rain gets on me, I won't get any wetter. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?