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In birth I spring forth, in life I unfold. In death I wilt and die, but rebirth restores all.
A job that involves sitting in a highchair, wearing a black gown and smacking things with a mallet
Sometimes it's silver but also gold. Printed on paper it's a treasure to hold. What is it?
I have joy in bringing two together, but darning my existence! My life hangs by a thread, filled with ups, downs and resistance!
What does someone else have to take before you can get?
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?