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As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.
Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals. And hides at night?
Iβm a word, six letters longΝΎ I sometimes enter with a gong. All in order from A to Z, I start with the letter B. What is the word?
Often held but never touched. Always wet but never rusts. Often bits but seldom bit. To use it well you must have wit.
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
My days are numbered. What am I?