Reaching stiffly for the sky, I bare my fingers when its cold. In warmth I wear an emerald glove and in between I dress in gold.

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I am believed to be only one dimensional, and tinier than anything can be, and there are many who say that I am the basis of all that we see. What am I?

Why did the clock get sick?

If you suffer from this, you might wear a wig

When you take a look at my face, you will not find the number thirteen in any place. What am I?

A very pretty thing I am, fluttering in the pale-blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?

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Reaching stiffly for the sky, I bare my fingers when its cold. In warmth I wear an emerald glove and in between I dress in gold.

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I am believed to be only one dimensional, and tinier than anything can be, and there are many who say that I am the basis of all that we see. What am I?

Answer: A string (from String Theory)

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Why did the clock get sick?

Answer: It was run down.

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It was run down.

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If you suffer from this, you might wear a wig

Answer: baldness

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When you take a look at my face, you will not find the number thirteen in any place. What am I?

Answer: A clock.

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A clock.

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A very pretty thing I am, fluttering in the pale-blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?

Answer: butterfly

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