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In your fire you hear me scream creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
What kind of table can you eat?
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.
I can bring tears to your eyes; resurrect the dead, make you smile, and reverse time. I form in an instant, but I last a life time. What am I?
I must be broken before you can use me.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?