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What kind of room has no windows or doors?
My thunder comes before the lightning. My lightning comes before the clouds. My rain dries all the land it touches.
What has a big mouth, yet never speaks?
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?