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I've been around for millions of years, but I am no more than a month old. What am I?
I give light by night, but not by day. I am wicked but not evil in any way. Wax for the most but always wane; except when I'm out, I stay the same. What am I?
I can be cracked made told and played.
I fill a room but take no space.
If a man carries my burden they will get crushed to death. Though not rich I leave silver in my track.
What is always coming but never arrives?