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They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body but I come alive with wind. What am I?
I'm sometimes white but most often I'm black. I take you there but never bring you back.
What has keys but no locks a space but no room and you can enter but can't go in?
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?