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Golden treasure I contain, Guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew
What has a bell but isn't a church. Is full of air but is not a balloon?
I am nothing really at all, Yet I am easily foundΝΎ Ignore me at your own peril, and you might end up crowned!
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
What tree that definitely grows does not have a shadow and does not grow fruit?
I am a band that does not perform, sing, or act. What am I?