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What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand, and a stone in my throat.
It is an arctic double breasted formal wear.
The stack just might be sent all over. Full of what's new, yet it's nearly obsolete.
This Chocolate baked good is a soft candy made from sugar, butter, and milk or cream.