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What flies around all day but never goes anywhere?
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.
Three little letters. A paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?
What type of bar gets you wet walking in and out of it but keeps you dry inside?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?