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I am used to bat with, yet I never get a hit. I am near a ball, yet never thrown. What am I?
I am a bow that can never be tied or broken but can disappear. What am I?
What loses its head in the morning but gets it back at night?
Of the king I am blue and of the peasant I am red. Of the frog I am cold and of the dog I am hot instead. What am I?
I am heavy forward but backward I'm not.
Dry though I may be, I am still a sea.