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In your fire you hear me scream, creaking and whining, yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow and takes its journey to heaven?
A precious stone, as clear as diamond. Seek it out while the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with its power, try to keep it, and it'll vanish in an hour.
A house with two occupants, sometimes one, rarely three. Break the walls, eat the boarders, then throw away me.
One by one we fall from heaven down into the depths of past, And our world is ever upturned so that yet some time we’ll last.
What language does a billboard speak?