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I am a million peopleβs wakeup call
A spirited jig I dance bright, banishing all but darkest night. Air can't kill me but water can. Share me, I won't get less unless wind ruins me. What am I?
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
You use me between your head and your toes the more I work the thinner I grow.
I am in the past, never in the future. I don't exist, but have existed. I saw what you saw, and this is what I will ever see. What am I?
Why was the cook arrested?