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Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.
Iβm a word, six letters longΝΎ I sometimes enter with a gong. All in order from A to Z, I start with the letter B. What is the word?
Come up and let us go. Go down and here we stay
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
Strip the skin under my skin, and my flesh you'll reveal. It tastes sweet and tart, now throw out the peel. What is it?