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When the son of the water returns to the parent, it dies. What is it?
I am the red tongue of the earth, that buries cities.
What loses its head in the morning and gets it back at night?
Who is it that rows quickly with four oars, but never comes out from under his own roof?
What has to be broken before it can be used?
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?