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I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken, with the other I hold on. What am I?
Golden treasure I contain guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed then left to build my treasure anew.
What kind of table can you eat?
Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I had a bright start but I couldn't take the pressure. I consume everything yet I don't eat anything.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?