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I am brown and sticky
I am a place where time is told. I am not bought and I am not sold. What am I?
Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I am created through suffering, inspiration, joy, and even despair. Born as an idea, and then presented to the human eye. Unlike living things, I never die. What am I?
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.