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You write on me and secrets I can keep in places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board, I'm often described like a mop. What am I?
small land in water.
What goes into the water black and comes out red?
I belong to everyone. Sometimes make you happy, sometimes make you sad. I will never end until the day you do. What am I?
I start new then become old. Start clean but become dirty. I usually start big then become little. What am I?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?