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Words come out of it, aligned in perfect silence. A messenger of black on white, a slinky fellow drawing lines, of thin and soft graphite
I travel with deer all over the world and make the night special for all boys and girls. I happily drink milk and eat your cookies and then I give you all sorts of goodies. Who am I?
She is famously pretty and you can make her anything you want her to be. She comes in many colors and sizes, with long hair, short hair, blonde, brunette, curly or straight. Sheβs as cute as cute can be and can fit in your hand. Who is she?
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in an hour?
What asks no questions but requires many answers?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?