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One Odd Riddle in its Prime

I am always in my prime

I am one of an infinite host

No one can divide me but me and one

I am one from a host of odd characters

Just one of the whole host is even

I never stand side by side

With any of my siblings

There is one exception, though

Who am I?

1 Comment

  1. breda ware

    Hope I’ve managed to crack your riddle. Had fun trying to decipher it believe it’s number 2 🙂

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