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I am grew up outside society, I am wild, my voice echoes throughout the jungle and nature is my playground. Who am I?
A locked sphere without hinges or key. Break me open and golden treasures you'll see
My body is timber and I am a boy among men. I have a nose without end and an insect for a friend. Who am I?
If four people can repair four bicycles in four hours, how many bicycles can eight people repair in eight hours?
Even the oldest ones can be described as current, but a little mainstream.
What is always coming but never arrives?