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In my life I must bare, my bloodline I must share. What am I?
I am black when you buy me red when you use me when I turn white you know itβs time to throw me away.
I have a face but no eyes hands but no arms.
Take away my first letter and I still sound the same. Take away my last letter I still sound the same. Even take away my letter in the middle I will still sound the same. I am a five-letter word. What am I?
I mean goodbye for South Americans.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?