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They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
cloud is my mother wind is my father.
I lose my head in the morning and regain back it at night.
No matter how hard you hit me, no matter how much I hurt, I'll always go for a laugh. What am I?
The last man on Earth received a phone call, who was the caller?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?