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My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
What letter comes next: O T T F F S S ?
The one who makes it, sells it. The one who buys it, never uses it. The one that uses it never knows that heβs using it.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?