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People need me yet they give me away every day.
If you break me, I'll not stop working. If you can touch me, my work is done. What am I?
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now Iām white and empty. What am I?
I widen my jaws when you poke two fingers in me. I especially like to devour papers
I am the only thing that always tells the truth. I show off everything that I see. I come in all shapes and sizes. What am I?
My days are numbered. What am I?