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I move without wings, between silken strings. I leave as you find my substance behind. What am I?
I have a frame but no pictures. I have poles but not standing up. What am I?
You hear me speak, for I have a hard tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have not a lung. What am I?
I am a mother from a family of eight. I spin around all day despite my weight. Had a ninth sibling before founding out it was fake. What am I?
my rings are not worth much but they do tell my age.
What is always coming but never arrives?