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I'm a kind of cup that doesn't hold water, but makes a lot of noise repeatedly. What am I?
What has keys but no locks a space but no room and you can enter but can't go in?
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
I break down buildings, I crumble mountains but you can't see me. What am I?
Fatherless and motherless. I was born without sin roared when it came into the world. But I never spoke again.
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.