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You can see it everyday, but cannot touch it at will. What is it?
I am a protector. I sit on a bridge. One person can see right through me, while others wonder what I hide. What am I?
I am a mother from a family of eight. Spins around all day despite my weight. Had a ninth sibling before founding out it's fake.
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
I fly when I'm born. I lie when I'm alive. I run when I'm dead. What am I?
I have feet on my head