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My geometry is lost in the night to be found in daylight's break. The rigors of time have torn me to shreds, yet I stand to protect that which lies within. What am I?
I come in variety of colors and am found almost year round. My house is tall and my only fear is the cold. What am I?
The more it dries, the wetter it becomes. What is it?
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red. What am I?
I'm blue, but when you see me I'm red. You don't see me too often. I'm there for you if you're hurt, but I'm good for you. What am I?
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