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I am so delicious that I require a house to contain me.
I'm an old relative who's hand's can't hold anything and eyes canβt see anything
I'm sometimes white but most often I'm black. I take you there but never bring you back.
Upon your lonely journey I accompany you, whether you travel through endless mountains or seas of blue. Wherever you go, I keep your place. Lost you're not, when I'm embraced. What am I?
I am the kind of soda you must not drink. What am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?