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I march before armies a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course. What am I?
What can you break even if you never pick it up or touch it?
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
I am in the past never in the future. I don't exist but have existed. I saw what you saw and that is what I will ever see.
What language does a billboard speak?