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I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.
I am a popular afterlife location to send evil people
The dirtier I get, the whiter I am. What am I?
I beam, I shine, I sparkle white. I'll brighten the day with a single light. I'll charm and enchant all. I'll bring the best in you all. What am I?
Dry though I may be, I am still a sea.