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It is a symphony of noise, It can produce both grief and joys, It is inspiring and grand, Made by a person or a band.
What bank has no money?
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
What can you never get rid of when you lose it?
I saw the dead bring forth the living. I saw the living bring forth the dead. What did I see?
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?