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I think you might be I meet many people. I treat them equal. I can harvest grain the middle age way. I always go on, I never stay. I can't die. Some believe I can fly. Most People don't like me. And thus try to fight me. Most people don't want me to touch them. Some mad people want me to rush them. There is no proof that I exist. But what I do cant ...


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Seems like you are: Because, When I'm put under pressure my insides fall out The lower I fall the darker my snout I own a magic hat that makes things disappear As I shed my skin, abracadabra I reappear And from the title:


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I think the answer is Explanation: I can be hired if you can afford it Can be lent for those in need For work I can’t do myself / My twin is a friend indeed


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You are Removing my prefix \ Makes a familiar sound Removing my infix \ Helps you search all around Removing my suffix \ Means to make me whole As a noun I’m complete \ As a verb I’m yet to be so


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Who am I? I meet many people. I treat them equal. I can harvest grain the middle age way. I always go on, I never stay. I can't die. Some believe I can fly. Most people don't like me. And thus try to fight me. Most people don't want me to touch them. Some mad people want me to rush them. There is no proof that I exist. But what I do can't be ...


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As a whole, things aren't looking very bright, Remove my rear, and something's just not right, Remove my front, and you'll be at death's door, so crummy, Remove my middle, and you might find me quite scummy,


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You are a: My prefix is a type of car. My suffix means you can’t see far. My infix concerns the outside. Together, I remove the inside.


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It seems to me that at first you wanted: but then Explanation: EDIT AFTER HINTS: As for what exactly is wrong with the poem:


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This sounds like a description of The revolution The rain The explosion In more detail: A revolution The floodgates open Rain's sucked in The droughts broken A revolution The floodgates close The pressure rises The pressure grows A revolution A loud explosion As fire from heaven Sets things in motion A revolution The gates ajar A strong wind blows ...


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This deep, fishy riddle sounds like Used in bluegrass, no woodwind, no brass; but have some class, don't rhyme me with gas. Anglers I face, in ocean's embrace; but in this case, don't rhyme me with space


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I think you are a My prefix should come before an action For without, it is likely to fail My infix is part of a path On which you may ride or sail My suffix is an interconnection That links many a node I keep to the humble path That my master has bestowed


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Are you a My prefix is a memory My infix, you may hate My suffix is worth an effort I am used to decorate


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the red army The white army The Medics The canals


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I think you are a: My prefix lies far above the sky My Infix is a movement to be found My suffix is not so high While I live, I seldom face the ground!


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I think you are an My infix is energy, My prefix a curve. My suffix full of honey, And docs I preserve. My prefix a curve, My infix entering through vein. My suffix is earth, And I am where records remain.


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The poem is about One of us – largest outside polar regions; another one's island's shared with Indonesians; a third one is found at the edge of the first, a break from the dryness to quench people's thirst. One of us separates Swedes from the Finns; one – lake with skiing, casinos and inns; one's a dry place near where Mongol herds graze; one flows ...


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Along the lines of what Stiv already guessed, are you: You all have us, but you don't know why. Our much more useful cousins are waiting right nearby We can't do much, but we're sensitive things. We can hardly stand up to the abuse that you bring. You run us straight through without second thought. Do you stop when we ask? Sadly not. You bite us, you pull ...


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Could you be I am the light that shines in the dark Sometimes I've a friend to whom you should hark There's no match for me, I'm buzzing with energy If you see me, you might be too near Perhaps your direction, you need to shear Don't get too salty, please don't pout My head keeps twisting around and about


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Is the answer You've seen many puzzles, and tried to prevail Some were right, and many were wrong. You'll have to be flexing every last muscle, Searching high, low, all around. For the solution to this vexing verse Lies not within this page You'll have to search outside, or worse: Farther in... how strange? I've laid the base of helpful clues Although ...


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Sounds like you're talking about a The sound of thunder's like a whip, one takes a stab and makes a quip; uncaps a bottle, lights a pipe, accessing files of private type; a mental crisis, break of dawn, can experts solve what's going on


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You are: I'm a deadly solution Applied in revolution With even distribution On two parts in involution Causing mass execution Of things Lilliputian Used by resolution To achieve ablution This explains the title too:


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My first part is a journey to embark The other is two of a kind Right before you, I make my mark, The answer you shall find, Who am I?


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You are an: My start's somewhere down below My middle's what sleep does bestow My end's a value close enough My whole's probably not that tough Post Script:


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My guess is Used as a noun, It can take you to places Followed as a verb, You'll be among aces


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I believe you may be a: I’m a place where you can be In a form, I’m one of three Good or bad? Maybe As for the title:


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are you because I meet many people. I threat them equal. I can harvest grain the midlle age way. I always go on, I never stay. I can't die. Some believe I can fly. Most People dont like me. And thus try to fight me. Most people don't want me to touch them. Some mad people want me to rush them. There is no proof that I exist. But what I do cant be ...


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The answer is: My First is, oh my, a talking horse! My Second is You, but shorter of course. My Third is elemental, good for your bones. My Fourth is a drink which goes well with scones. My Fifth is a moon, of a giant, who knew? My Last is a direction, cardinal, true. Put me together and what do you find? The path to knowledge, and advancing ones mind....


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You are We are very unlucky in my court But with rival groups, we play sport There are 3 other groups, just like us


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This made me laugh so much when I got it. Line by line first, answer at the bottom. This glancing blow, In freezing snow, Of a cat woman, In faux platinum, Dedicated to bonneted lassies, Elegant ladies so classy, Boy loving Mona Lisas, Dressed like fashionistas, Always so enticing, In urban life thriving, With sneakers on my feet, Patron of archivists I ...


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