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I have four wings but cannot fly. I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot always found, toiling away with little sound.
What has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees. Up, up it goes, and yet never grows?
Autumn leaves and bad bowlers wreak havoc on this
There are several different kinds, but the one you pick doesn't do its job. What is it?
Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
I have two bodies joined together as one. When standing still I run and run.