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I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear.
What is long and slim, works in light. Has but one eye, and an awful bite?
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!
I have two hands but cannot clap
When the son of the water returns to the parent, it dies. What is it?
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.