Thirty white horses stand on a red hill. First they champ. Then they stamp. Then they stand still. What are they?
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Without Fingers I Point
I Wasn’t Born a Horse and I Never Fly
I wasn’t born a horse and I never fly. Yet sometimes I still soar, right into the sky. I often contain breath, and yet I never die. Sometimes I am torn, but I never sigh. Often, with ambition, I aspire, and go till I can go no higher. Then, like many men, so great, I sink into a low state. What am I?
Riddle AnswerSmall Room but No Life Lives Inside
I am a small room but no life lives inside, no matter what weather looms, very cold my residents reside. What am I?
Riddle AnswerWhen I Am Released to the Wind
When I am released to the wind, you look away and you pretend, but away your friends I will send. What am I?
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