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Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
A skin have I, more eyes than one. I can be very nice when I am done.
What holds names and memories which are not its own?
Tall in the morning, short at noon, gone at night. But I'll be back soon.
I can only be played on a windy day
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What am I?