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Bright as diamonds, loud as thunder, never still, a thing of wonder. What am I?
You bury me when Iām alive and dig me up when Iām dead. What am I?
My first two letters say my name. My last letter asks a question. What I embrace I destroy.
Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
Until I am measured, I am not known. Yet, how you miss me when I have flown. What Am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?