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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.
I tremble at each breath of air and yet can heaviest burdens bear.
I am easy to waste and unstoppable. What am I?
A thousand wheels, but move I do not. Call me what I am, call me a lot. What am I?
A hole in a pole. Though I fill a hole in white I'm used more by the day and less by the night
What language does a billboard speak?