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I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I always have to work with something in my eye. What am I?
Lighter than feather and softer than silk, yet the strongest man in the world cannot hold me for more than a few minutes. What am I?
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
I can be driven but have no wheels. I can be sliced but still remains whole
What language does a billboard speak?
What am I?
What am I?
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