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You eat something you neither plant nor plow. It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.
I have one door and five rooms what am i
My first is in some but not in all. My second is into but not in tall. My third in little but no in big. My fourth in port but not in pig. My whole is made in nature's way. For clothing, rugs used every day.
Three little letters. A paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
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.