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You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
If you break me, I do not stop working. If you touch me, I may be snared. If you lose me, nothing will matter.
I know a word of letters three. Add two, and fewer there will be!
You eat something you neither plant nor plow. It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.