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I am created through suffering, inspiration, joy, and even despair. Born as an idea, and then presented to the human eye. Unlike living things, I never die. What am I?
I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken with the other I hold on.
cloud is my mother wind is my father.
My first two letters say my name. My last letter asks a question. What I embrace I destroy.
What is made of water but if you put it in water it will die?
What language does a billboard speak?