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You can always find me in the past. I am created in the present, but the future can not change me. What am I?
Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
You write on me and secrets I can keep. In places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board I'm often described like a mop.
The more you take away the bigger I get. What am I?
I am created through suffering, inspiration, joy, and even despair. Born as an idea, and then presented to the human eye. Unlike living things, I never die. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?