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When the son of the water returns to the parent, it dies. What is it?
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true loveβs face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
My coat keeps me safe From damage thatβs near. I cause you happiness, sadness, Anticipation and fear. On the outside, I am put under judgment of price. But my insides have far more value That not even MONEY can suffice.
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
I met a man and drew his name. He tipped his hat and played my game. What is his name?