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High born, my touch is gentle. Purest white is my lace. Silence is my kingdom. Green is the color of my death.
The barber of New York shave all men in New York. No man living in New York is allowed to shave himself. The barber of Nee York lives in New York. Who shaves the barber ?
A building where people and stories are on stage
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.
Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb!
I can only be played on a windy day
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What am I?