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The more you work the more I'll eat.You keep me full I'll keep you neat.
I begin and have no end. Eventually I will be the end of all that has begun.
I go in hard, come out soft. Blow me hard and I'll make a pop. What am I?
Six letters do my name compound; among the aged oft I'm found; The shepherd also by the brook hears me when Leaning on his crook; but in the middle me divide and take the half on either side each backward read a liquor tell ev'ry gay toper knows it well.
Lives in winter, dies in summer, and grows with its roots upward. What is it?
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.