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I turn around once. What is out will not get in. I turn around again. What is in will not get out.
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
I am a box which holds keys but not locks. With the right combination, I may unlock your soul. What am I?
What is the edge of earth and bread?
What language does a billboard speak?
What am I?
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