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Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
I don't have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now I'm white and empty.
You can only have it once you have given it.
What is the smallest bridge in the world?
What language does a billboard speak?