May 182026
| I have no voice, and yet I speak to you; I tell of all things in the world that people do. I have leaves, but I am not a tree. I have pages, but I am not a bride or royalty. I have a spine and hinges, but I am not a man or a door. I have told you all; I cannot tell you more.
What am I? |
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