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I count time, but have no end. Tick tick, but I am not a clock. What am I?
What has 13 hearts but none beat?
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind. I help others to see.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?