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You hear me speak, for I have a hard tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have not a lung. What am I?
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure a matter of course. I am given with pleasure when taken by force.
Cloud is my mother. Wind is my father. I come down but never go up. What am I?
Find me on body builders or in the drink aisle.
I am a desire to munch
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.