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Never alive but practically extinct. How we miss the letters pressing the ribbon of ink. What is it?
My first is twice in apple but not once in tart. My second is in liver but not in heart. My third is in giant and also in ghost. Whole Iβm best when I am roast.
I have it, I donβt share it. If I share it, I donβt have it. What is it?
What binds two people yet touches only one?
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?