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Inside a burning house, this thing is best to make. And best to make it quickly, before the fire's too much to take.
We hurt without moving. We poison without touching. We bear the truth and the lies. We are not to be judged by our size.What are we?
Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones
A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky. Atop a tender strand, rising from the land, until killed by maiden's hand. Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye.
What doesn't get any wetter, no matter how much rain falls on it?
I can only be played on a windy day
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?