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Lighter than what I am made of, more of me is hidden than is seen. What am I?
I am born in fear raised in truth and I come to my own in deed. When comes a time that I'm called forth I come to serve the cause of need.
I reach for the sky but clutch to the ground. Sometimes I leave but I am always around.
Until I am measured, I am not known. Yet, how you miss me when I have flown. What Am I?
What is the most slipperiest country in the world?
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red. What am I?