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You use a knife to slice my head but you weep beside me when I am dead
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
We applaud if you perform well.
You went into the woods and got me. You sat down to seek me. You brought me home with yourself because you couldn't find me. What am I?
I am a mountain at night, meadow at day. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?