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When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?
What is neither inside the house nor outside the house but a necessity for any home?
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
You can hold it without using your hands or arms. What is it?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?